Redhawk Caldera Stuck in '93.

It was driving her a little mad, wondering if it was Screech parenting the children that should've been hers, along with Phox's and Niamh's. Part of her wanted to stomp right over to where they were all staying and rip those children from his clutches. But, of course, that was a terrible idea for so many reasons. She could hurt her brother (the one she actually loved dearly) and those innocent kids. For all she knew, she could actually endanger them too. And then there was the fact that Towhee couldn't bring herself to set foot outside the caldera, not since the rattlesnake.

Today, she channeled her negative energy into back to back patrols, recruiting @Caracal to keep her company on the second round. The Sovereign supposed she should be glad she felt more or less back to normal now, though it was hard to see the silver linings sometimes. She sighed, unable to just let it go. Regardless of who had raised Phox's pups and why, Towhee wished they would all get their keisters to the caldera. Everything else aside, she wanted to meet and get to know them. And they deserved the chance to reunite with their whole Redhawks family.

"Hey," Towhee barked suddenly. Trotting a few dozen yards ahead of her, Caracal ground to a stop and looked back at her. She pointed at a silhouette in the distance. -"What's that?"- she wondered aloud, exchanging a glance with her son before fixing her gaze on the figure, orange eyes narrowing into a squint.