Redsand Canyon I killed the orchestra.

She’d definitely noticed his aversion, though just beause he didn’t like her kids didn’t mean he wouldn’t like some of his own. With that said, Towhee took his answer at face value, bobbing her head. Honestly, they didn’t really need more pairings or pups around here anytime soon.

Mine are old enough to train, she pointed out with a smirk, but experience tells me that they’ll never be old enough to be reasoned with.

Her tail switched a few times as they plodded along. She took advantage of the brief lull in the conversation to scan their surroundings with her sharp orange eyes, rotating partly to cover the full 360°. There was nothing to see but blue skies and serene wilderness.

What about ranks? Are you a climber? Towhee asked, turning back to face forward, eyes cutting to Reyson’s features.