Redhawk Caldera Kiss my (uh oh).

Fennec spoke, and Ruenna simply listened and blinked, her face unreadable. She was in awe of Fennec's interpretation of the Redhawk Caldera's daily-- sometimes hourly-- drama as too "nice." Did they live in the same pack? In the same reality? 

Ruenna supposed that for a wolf who had grown up a Redhawk and knew nothing else, the past few weeks may have seemed a little quiet. 

Or maybe the we could use a little less nice here was directed at Ruenna herself? She and Fennec had admittedly been a bit of a good-cop-bad-cop routine lately, and they seemed to have vastly different communication and conflict styles. 

Towhee agreed to Ruenna's plan quickly, which indicated to Rue that the suggestion was probably along the lines of what she had already been considering. 

"I can do that," Rue agreed to Towhee's request. "Also, um... if it comes down to it, I don't think you should kill Reyes." Stars, the kids were going to have enough to deal with already due to this weird parenting situation. They didn't need to pile mommy-murdered-daddy trauma on top of everything else.