Redhawk Caldera Tea for three plus one.

Will you be sticking around?

Her mangled jaw fell as the woman said it. Of course I will, she snapped, ears flattening. My children are here. The ones that are left, anyway.

There was no biting back the bitterness in her voice, in her actions, and she whirled on her heel before she could say anything more inflammatory. Typical Redhawks to fail to see past their own noses. How dare Towhee ask her that?

She should take Vesper and Blueberry away, and damn the lot of them.

Maegi skulked away, already sulking, her scrawny shoulders hunched almost to the crown of her skull in affront and shame all at once.