Redhawk Caldera The truth is, I prefer whiskey.

"No clue," came Towhee's honest answer, her lips pursing as she hummed thoughtfully over what Wraen had said immediately previous to that. "You said you ran into your niece? And isn't Penn with you guys? Hell, that's enough wolves right there to start a pack, once you find someplace safe to settle," she mused. "I mean, nowhere is totally safe but you know what I mean."

She actually really liked this idea now and hoped it came to fruition. The conversation as a whole had effectively quashed Towhee's misgivings about Wraen and Maia staying here. She found herself wondering about Arcturus's whereabouts right now, as well as Penn's. Why weren't they here too? The caldera didn't need four charity cases, yet she couldn't help but wonder.

"Where're Arc and Penn, anyhow? And, uh..." She paused for a considerable amount of time, wondering if i was her business to ask the question on the tip of her tongue. Ultimately, Towhee decided she was too curious for tact. "Did Arcturus ever get around to telling you he's in love with you?"