Heron Lake Plateau Just talk to me, like lovers do

He'd only met Wildfire a day or two ago. Well, that's convenient, Towhee observed with a surly look on her face. She then realized she was being ornery for no real reason. The spin-off wasn't hurting her or the Redhawks (yet...) and this Finbar fellow was being perfectly pleasant. Hell, he was offering her a fresh rabbit.

"For me? Personally?" the Beta asked, no sarcasm in her tone (because he voice was toneless as ever) but a glint in her orange eyes. "Thanks." She took a step forward to bend over the offering and grab it when a movement above caught her eye. Towhee looked up just in time to see X's shadow swoop into her field of vision. A heartbeat later, she felt the gentle pinch of his talons as his featherweight settled on her shoulder.

-You're just here for the free food,- she said to the bird, her neck twisted quite awkwardly to give him a playfully reproachful look. Even as she straightened it out to see what Finbar thought of the hawk, something occurred to her: she could always send X as a messenger back and forth between Firebirds, even if she didn't want to leave the plateau herself. It was admittedly a comforting thought.