Redhawk Caldera Tretale.

Of course, it would never be simple with Towhee. He gave his grandmother a long, measured look, nodding slowly at her response. Once it had absorbed, he spoke again.

-Okay,- Killdeer said, and then chuckled softly. -Sure. Just know that wherever you go, if I set claim here, you'll always have somewhere to stay.-

He approached Towhee and pressed his muzzle into her shoulder, still laughing. You are so stubborn, he remarked into her fur, even though he knew she wouldn't be able to decipher that. Maybe that was for the best.

Towhee was gonna Towhee. The least he could do was give her a landing place.