Redhawk Caldera Dragon's gamble.

She smelled the sick. She knew that something was wrong, and from the way Bronco was acting.... it sounded like it was Towhee. Was she sick? Had she been sick? And if so, why the fuck hadn't she come to her?

Well, apparently because she didn't want to. Fennec waited in silence for a moment after Towhee spoke as a complicated mix of emotions roiled. Mostly hurt, some worry, and definitely a significant dose of anger. Sure, go see Raven. Because obviously Fennec couldn't help her, seeing as she was so fucking not worth being around. Cool.

With no clue as to the source of Towhee's anxiety, Fennec took the perceived slight extremely personally. Her expression went neutral and she flicked her tail, turning away. Fine. Whatever.

It wasn't fine. It wasn't at all fine.

Prob Fennec out!