Redhawk Caldera Brass knuckles are brass knuckles.

Raven arched a brow at Lagan's light-hearted mockery of Towhee and half-grinned at the boy's sassiness, but said nothing. Towhee had a good point about treating the bird the same way she'd treat a small puppy, and the more she thought about it, the more Raven thought it might work. She was still uncertain if the medicine would actually be safe for a bird to consume, and she wasn't even sure that they'd be able to convince it to eat anything that wasn't meat. -"Couldn't hurt to try,"- she commented in reply to her sister. -"It'll definitely heal up on its own, given enough time. Hopefully it won't affect his ability to fly. I've got some stuff at my medicine cache that I can mix up for him, maybe offer it to him with a bit of meat?"-