Redhawk Caldera Dragon's gamble.

He'd been told that a rift had formed between the two Redhawks, but he wouldn't have expected that it would be so strong an aversion that Towhee would shrug off the assistance of a medic when she was clearly in horrible condition. Blood-stained bile was indicative of some condition that shouldn't be ignored or shrugged off. And in refusing to tell Fennec what was happening to her, she was denying herself treatment. She might not have realized it, but in choosing to travel to see her sister rather than accepting Fennec's offer for help, she was being somewhat insulting as well. She'd rather go somewhere else in this condition than let Fennec tend to her?

Fennec wasn't going to waste time trying to convince her otherwise- and while Bronco was normally inclined to be a peacekeeper...He reminded himself that Fennec was now his mate. And that meant having her back, even if he wasn't sure it was the right thing to do. So he nodded stiffly, saddled uncomfortably with this newfound duty that girdled him a bit too tightly for his liking. -"Safe travels,"- He croaked, regret clear on his face and in his gestures as he slowly turned to leave and follof Fennec away.