Heron Lake Plateau Dude, you were hallucinating sheep on the road.

Sorry for the hold-up. Needed a break for a few days!

Raven wasn't at all bothered by the circumstances. As a medic, this wasn't the first "hoo-hah" (a term that made her smile) she'd seen up-close and it certainly wouldn't be the last. Despite her penchant for the occasional crude Redhawk humor, she avoided making any sort of joke or crass comment so as to spare Towhee's dignity in the moment. She was quick about her examination, keeping her senses on alert for the approach of any unwelcome visitors.

She poked and prodded a bit, noticing that it didn't seem to pain her sister at all. Initially she'd been concerned that it might be a tumor, but the more she looked at it, the more confused she became. It looked like...well...Quixote had two of them, and they were kind of fun to play with. >_> She sat back, a puzzled expression on her face, and motioned to let Towhee know that she could lower her leg. "Um, Tow..." she began, not quite sure how to say it without sounding insane. -"It looks kind of like...a ball."-