Redhawk Caldera you don't fuckle with the shuckle

She was desperate for a drink following her arduously boring patrol; her mouth felt like it was full of hot summer dust. Licking her chops as she strode up the caldera's flank, Towhee cast her eyes around for any sign of water. Instead, she found an oil slick: Raven basking in the sun. Towhee quirked a brow at her older sister, a smile arching her dry lips as she corrected her course and approached the pack's medic.

She didn't say a word when she drew up next to Raven, simply ducked her head to rub against Raven's just like a cat. Ignoring her thirst, she flopped down beside the other she-wolf. It wasn't often that either one of them just sat still for any length of time but if Towhee didn't know better, she'd say it looked as if the caregiver was sunbathing.

-When do wolf pups' eyes open? And ears?- Towhee signed at Raven, since the puppies were nearly always on her mind and she couldn't wait to see them grow and develop. -Think I'll get to meet them soon?- she added.