Redhawk Caldera An only child of the universe

There was a look of horror on Wylla's face as she watched the hawk eat the dead gopher. Towhee felt a little smug, though the feeling quickly turned to agitation when her godfather promptly appeared and gave the hawk the same dirty look. The guardian immediately felt defensive of the bird and stepped toward him, making a silent signal for him to resume his post on her shoulder now that he was done eating. She left the other gopher behind, so it now lay at Elwood's feet.

She felt biting words shoving against the back of her teeth, which she clenched against them. -She's a hunter. She brought these. She threatened my hawk and I don't like the way she's looking at him.- Towhee signed to her godfather, mentally adding, I don't like the way either one of you is looking at him... -I'm sure she can fill in the rest.- Since we're clearly not welcome here...

The young guardian glanced at Wylla, then woofed a perfunctory farewell note to both wolves before turning away. She gnashed her teeth as she strode along the borders, the by now familiar weight rocking gently on her shoulders, surprised at her own attachment to the hawk and the vexation her uncle's simple look had in particular incurred.