Redhawk Caldera Take me to the good times

She sat up a little straighter when Phox mentioned some sort of spat between Bronco and Fennec. Towhee tried to remember if Meerkat had mentioned any of this during their recent chats, though she couldn't recall. Probably not, then. Her lips twitched downward into a slight frown.

-"No, I hadn't heard,"- she admitted. She wanted to ask about the nature of the argument, if he even knew, but she couldn't help but address the other thing he'd said. -"I hope not. We know her and love her unconditionally, 'cause she's our kid. But I don't know how the fireflies will take it if she flakes on them..."- Her lips pursed.

She supposed that was Fen's problem. She was an adult, who needed to take full responsibility for her actions. The Sovereign couldn't help but wonder whether it might strain the relationship between the packs, though. She liked to think it wouldn't, though she couldn't be sure. In any case, Towhee just hoped Phox was wrong about her taking off.

-"Do you know the deets?"- she prompted after a beat of contemplative silence.