Redhawk Caldera And a voice, with the fear of a child, answers.

Thinking that his friend was impressed with his new look, Reyes' expressive grin turned genuine and he got to his feet, chuckling softly. He was about to verbally wave Towhee off for sounding so concerned but then they offered themselves up as a physical support, acting like something was really wrong.

Reyes frowned. I'm limes. Juiced a middle flood. Towhee was pretty insistent about getting a move on though, pushing at him, which made him bristle. His tail lashed with a violent twitch before he told himself to settle the hell down; the last thing he wanted was to lose his shit completely at his leader.

Maybe it was the way Towhee looked at him with such concern, or maybe it was the fact they had become such good friends in the past few weeks, but Reyes accepted the situation and fought against the itch in his skin which demanded he lash out. Before long they reached the cave and Reyes ducked inside.

He made a show of carefully laying down against the far wall where it was warmest. He mumbled to himself something about autumn and being busy before giving up on talking entirely.