Kildeer Rest red paint

"Hi, Sixsix," Towhee said without hesitation, the way he perched on Sialuk's shoulder filling her with a bittersweet nostalgia for her old friend. Even their names were similar, in a way. Her eyes danced when the bird fluffed out his inky black feathers.

"And it's good to meet you too," she added, eyes shifting to Sialuk's face. "Meerkat's mentioned you a few times." Everything she'd ever said about both Sialuk and Kukutux had been positive. For that matter, the same went for Ruenna. Towhee couldn't say why she'd let Wraen's singular opinion stand out so much.

Her gaze followed Sialuk's and she laughed, shaking her head. "Nah, not really. I'm more of a guardian. I killed her because she was raiding one of the stockpiles, actually. She was so busy stuffing her face, I was able to ambush her. Do you know of anyone who could use the skin?"