Redhawk Caldera bedroom calling, better pick it up

Clover missed Towhee rousing and rising from her nap; she moved deeper into the territory nose to the snow until she devoted the energy to decide that it was Towhee she wanted to see the most. After all, she had been hanging out with her sister and brother the entirety of their vacation, and her parents she'd see later anyhow. Her eyes flashed when Towhee came into view, and the youth picked up the pace. 

-Hey,- she greeted in their lingo, and she chuffed to X. I want to know everything about the war, she prompted, her tail waving. Towhee was a great story-teller. When Clover had gotten to the age she was not easily distracted, she had realized that. So really, who better to ask than the pack historian about the battle? The niceties had been exchanged during their initial homecoming, but Clover was always thrilled to see her big sister. Her tail waved and she moved to offer the newly ranked alpha a submissive kiss to her chin. While hierarchy had yet to be forced upon her, Clover was beginning to understand its importance and wanted Towhee to know that she certainly respected her new station.