Redhawk Caldera I am not a hero.

Towhee seemed pleased, in spite of how little she undoubtedly liked the task. Maybe her desire to challenge herself outweighed her dislike of outsiders. Or, maybe she was growing up and coming around to the fact that pack did not necessarily mean blood. It meant loyalty, devotion, and trust. After all, there was no blood at all between the Blackthorns and Redhawks that had founded this pack, and yet there was no stronger family in all of the Wilds than the ones they had created.

"Yeah," Fin replied simply to her goddaughter's question, "Unless it turns out you suck at it." She considered for a beat, then smiled, "I don't think you will though."