Redhawk Caldera We're the guys that stop the monsters.

first: blixen is not an idiot. she'll take a distraction when it's offered her, but she doesn't get distracted by every little thing going on. it would make for a bad guardian, after all. 

but,

second: what the fuck.

there's some bird overhead and instinctively blixen pulls back, still sore at all bird-kind thanks to the one that stole a bit of her fur. towhee starts to explain - the bird has a name, and that name is X, apparently, but none of that really matters because the bird is swooping down between them and towhee is talking to it. she's asking about someone named phox, and the bird, is, she guesses, listening? and responding. and giving it... a pep talk?

in any other situation this might be a little heart warming. blixen is mostly confused. she looks around a little awkwardly, noticing furi nearby-ish, and makes a face like you saw this, right? right? before towhee calls her attention again and asks if blix is ready to spar as if nothing out of the ordinary just happened.

about four different questions catch in her mouth at once, coming out: "you -- bird?" ugh, no, towhee's gonna think she's an idiot. shaking her head, she tries again: "you.. have a bird?" is "have" the right word? is there a right word for this situation? what did towhee want to do with her again? oh, right, spar. right. "sure," she says belatedly, though her eyes are scanning the air where the bird flew off, clearly distracted, for better or worse.