Ocean's Breath Plateau Alay Alay

Even from a distance, Towhee saw the woman’s wince and wondered what prompted it. Heph’s gait told Towhee she must feel stiff, a feeling the aging Redhawk knew all too well lately. She grimaced sympathetically, picking up her own pace so they could meet in the middle and Heph could hopefully get off her feet or, at the very least, stop moving around.

-“Don’t feel the need to sign if it hurts,”- she said. -“I’m fine. I’m more worried about you. Did something happen at the hunt?”- she asked, gesturing to indicate Heph’s obvious discomfiture.

That made her worry about her brother. Surely Heph wouldn’t be standing here in front of her, acting totally normal (if a little pained) if anything was amiss with Phox. Reassured by this thought, her orange eyes weighed steadily on the the woman’s salt-and-pepper features.