Redhawk Caldera And my cuts have healed with time

Towhee wished Fennec would elaborate a bit more. She was trying her best to keep favoritism out of it, despite having her private biases. Would she accept such a flippant answer from someone else, like Sifaka? Idly, she wondered if Fen thought she had more of a claim to the title than others, hence why she didn't bother giving the question proper consideration.

"I know you do work. I'm trying to be impartial here," Towhee explained, "though I'm genuinely curious too. You never approached me about leadership before the announcement, for instance," she pointed out, "and you might be a shoe-in on paper because you're my eldest child. But that would be disingenuous, 'cause you have your own merits. I want to hear them in your own words. Does that make any kind of sense?"

Quite possibly it didn't. Caracal had returned and was chewing on her bum leg, which was more than a little distracting.