Heron Lake Plateau now i’m free from what you are

Quixote arrived, righteously furious as he told Caiaphas what for. Towhee stood there, solidly planted between Niamh and Phox, and did her best to catch every word she could. It occurred to her that Quixote wasn't a legacy member either and she realized her elitism went even deeper. But now was not the time to assess these matters. She shook her head lightly to clear her thoughts, eyes sharpening to a laser focus as the Alpha male rebutted Caiaphas's ill-advised attempt to claim esteem.

She swallowed a growl at Quixote's closing words—it was better for everyone if the wretch's pups went with her too—and then shifted her gaze to Caiaphas. The she-wolf queried about the definition of family and the former leader's eyes glittered. It was an oversimplification, yet not entirely off-base. All the same, Towhee didn't deign it worthy of a response. It was much easier to peg Caiaphas as "not family" than define "family" right now.

But Towhee did have a response for Caiaphas's next question. "Are you fucking deaf?" she snapped. "And blind?" she added, making overly emphatic gestures in the directions of Quixote and Niamh. She then looked back to the would-be usurper and moved toward her. As mercenary, she was fully prepared to enforce the Alpha male's decree. "This isn't going to happen. Now let's go." Because of the woman's otherwise fair history with the Redhawks, her words were slightly less forceful than they might've been otherwise. But Towhee bared her teeth slightly to show she meant business.