Redhawk Caldera Fully symbolic creatures.

Naturally, Rue wanted to know more about this hearsay. Towhee bit back the knee-jerk impulse to quip, "I didn't actually hear anything." She drew in a breath, reflecting back on her conversation with Wraen. Enough time had passed that some of the details were fuzzy, though the impressions remained.

"Do you know Wraen, by any chance? She's a longtime, trusted friend of mine. Kukutux threatened her, something about our friend, Arcturus. I don't remember all the gory details but apparently Kukutux also thinks a woman's worth is in her womb." Towhee paused. She could've mentioned Wraen's infertility but that seemed like private information. "If she can't or won't have children, she's worthless, particularly to a man. Do you see why I don't love the idea of such a person trying to make you a match?"