Redhawk Caldera that's a technical on the good neighbors.

While Eshe relieved the itch on her shoulder, Tiarnach attentively watched the forest in front of them, waiting for somebody to materialize through the treeline. He shifted his weight from paw-to-paw as they waited, as anticipation built within him. Moving around helped keep most of his anxiety at bay, but there was still some excitement that managed to shine through his attentive gaze.

Towhee was the one to greet them, and Tiarnach took a moment to remember her name. He sorted through everything he had learned about the Redhawks; black fur ... and a splash of orange and white ... she had to be a Weasley Towhee. While Eshe began to speak for the both of them, Tiarnach flashed his sister a grateful girn. He had been too in his head trying to remember the Regent's name to answer. Without skipping a beat, he added, "-Thanks for taking time to meet us here.-" For once, Raven's lessons were paying off.