Redhawk Caldera Warp 1.9.

Of course, Towhee couldn't hear a word Niamh said, though she listened astutely with her eyes as her friend opined about the goings-on lately. She didn't know what triggered it but she suddenly realized something: all their children weren't here. Fig and Phox were still on their little foray and hadn’t Primrose said something about visiting a friend—or had he said family...?—a few days back? Wait, hadn't he actually mentioned the Frosthawks? Or was she pulling that out of her ass? Her stomach clenched a little as she tried to recall details. Towhee couldn't quite remember. Maybe Niamh would know?

"Should we be worried about Prim? What if he tries to come back and gets caught in a snowstorm?" Not to mention all the aggressive apex predators that were at large. "Fuck," she repeated her earlier epithet. She'd really taken solace in the thought that all the kids were in one place, safe here at the caldera, and now that was pretty well shot. At least Fig was with his dad, so Towhee didn't worry much there. But Prim...