Redhawk Caldera Dream walk for me.

Towhee looked doubtfully at Wildfire as she spoke. She was in much better shape these days, yet she still looked so breakable. She would only be a liability in combat. In any case, it sounded like Finley had other plans for her. It did make sense that those who couldn't fight would stick together elsewhere when the time came. It did sit with Towhee strangely, though, that they were sort of picking this fight on Wildfire's behalf, only for Wildfire herself to stay behind. She understood there were many more reasons to go after the Blackfeathers, yet still...

"I'll be happy to lend a hand when the time comes," Wildfire said to Finley, managing a smile despite the gloomy look in her eye. "You just tell me where I need to be and when, and I'm there." She paused but Towhee's eyes remained fixed on her mouth, sure there was more to come. "I don't mean to keep you. I know you—both of you—have a lot to do..." She faced the yearling again, offering a fleeting, apologetic smile even as she climbed to her feet and prepared to disembark. "Sorry again for wasting your time," she added, apparently to both of them.

"It's fine," Towhee responded a little dismissively. "See you later." Her attention then shifted to Finley as she moved closer to the Alpha. "Not gonna lie, I'm kinda glad it worked out this way," she admitted to her godmother. "War isn't good news or anything but I'd much rather fight than go wandering off somewhere. I want to say I'm ready—and I have been practicing some—but now that it's coming up, I'm not sure I feel ready..."