Redhawk Caldera You don't have to be ruled by fate.

Yes, she thought, though Towhee paused a moment to really think it through before answering aloud, "I think so." Her lips pursed and she sought eye contact as she admitted, "I haven't thought about it a lot. But it feels right, if that makes sense?" She shrugged a little awkwardly and hoped she didn't sound silly or flaky. She was more or less flying by the seat of her pants here, though this conversation was certainly gelling the fact that she was interested in pursuing leadership.

She wanted to know how she could prove herself and earn a rank at the top of the hierarchy but his playful comment made her steer the conversation to a side road for a moment. "How come you and Aunt Finley don't go by Redhawk?" she wondered with a tilt of her head.