Redhawk Caldera Stay away from the streets [m]

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While the news was disappointing, the delivery was quite amusing, and Niamh guffawed at the mention of 'friendly fire.' Towhee always had interesting ways of phrasing things, which made her such a delight to be around. She did get the fact that the news- while delivered with humour- was still disappointing, so she reached out to touch her muzzle to Towhee's cheek. She'd hoped that perhaps she could find someone at Moonspear who had good genes, but just enough fear of committiment that he might feel comfortable offering to father children without stepping in to try and raise them.

She seemed inclined to find a random stranger, and this was something that Niamh wrestled with, slightly. If memory served her correctly, someone had injured Towhee's behind last year, and Niamh had simply assumed that perhaps it had been one of the random males she'd tracked down. She did seem to enjoy going out and letting wolves just gravitate toward her- Hell, Niamh had enjoyed the attention of strangers in the past too- but she still didn't like the chance that perhaps the stranger wouldn't be content to simply pair with a random, wonderful wolf who just happened to be in babymaking mode, and then wander off. She feared that they might try and work their way into what she believed was already a perfectly happy family.

But, if anyone was capable of handling themselves and chasing off any males who felt that they were needed to raise the children, then surely it would be Towhee. And she had the super-trio advantage of having Niamh and Phox by her side as well, so between the three of them they could probably fend off whatever lovestruck or selfish ex-lovers came along. Niamh, a bit of a warmonger at heart, didn't really mind the idea of getting to chase a few off herself, if the occasion called for it.

-“Hansom random it is then, eh?”- She asked, implying her approval with a nod. -“At least now that we're here, we should be far away from the elk-wolves and the idiots in the Strath so that they won't have any eligible bachelors wandering around.”- She said. -“D'you want me to keep an eye out? I happen to have exceptional taste in men,”- She said, though she was quite well aware that Towhee had never thought too much of Colt. At least she couldn't deny her claim now- considering she'd chosen Phox. -“What do you look for in a guy, anyway? Like say there's a whole lineup of potential baby-daddies in a lineup, but one of them stick out. What would he look like?”- She asked.