Redhawk Caldera Just as I took the world on my shoulders

Towhee couldn't hear the sharp tone when Fennec insisted, "It's fine." Something told her not to push it, not right now. They needed to talk about this, but another time, when the Regent wasn't intent on behaving so bitchily. The last thing Towhee needed right now was to pick a fight with her own co-leader, who also happened to be her daughter.

The next few words were cutting by design and Towhee stared, wondering what on earth had gotten into Fennec. She was allowed to have bad moods, of course, and she didn't have to talk about them if she didn't want. But why would she attack her mother? What had Towhee done to deserve that?

Nothing, she knew, her eyes squinted. "Right," the Sovereign said simply, resisting the impulse to pick at the wound Fen had just torn in her. She inhaled, exhaled. "Right..." We'll talk about it, later. LATER, she screamed internally.