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Towhee made an -oh, duh- gesture when Germanicus reported being too busy to provide a full report. The soldiers were stretched pretty thin, though she didn’t doubt they would see it through in time. Especially when the pups grew a bit more and they and their parents were more mobile, then both bases would surely thrive.

He probably had a lot on his plate so she shouldn’t keep him, though Towhee was still thirsty for adult conversation and the latest news and gossip. Her intestinal tract would like a word, however. Even as her mouth opened to pose another question, her insides rumbled tellingly.

You’d better clear out. I’m sure you have better things to do and I feel the poocopalypse coming on again, she warned, moving to rise in case she needed to make another hasty exit.