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Soon, another scent wove into the breeze. It was stronger than ever, in part because its source was nearby and coming closer. He was wet, which explained the amplification. Towhee returned the male’s stare, fighting the urge to frown when the shock of red fur along his back reminded her of a certain former daughter-in-law.

Otherwise, he kind of matched their palette. Towhee pressed her lips together and turned from him to catch Killdeer’s words. He introduced the newcomer, said a few other things of note. He had a question for her, which she met with slightly raised brows.

He doesn’t even speak our language, she said by way of answer, brows furrowing. But we’re on good terms, so… probably? It’s up to you, as this is your pack now, but I wouldn’t worry too much about alliances yet. We have everything we need right here. Towhee, by the way, she tacked on for Ridgeback’s benefit.

Her orange eyes flicked from her grandson’s face to Amalia’s. Then down to her belly, still flat. Nevertheless, she smiled. Then she shifted her gaze to Ridgeback. Towhee assessed him. Coloration didn’t matter one whit. He looked capable.

We’ve got this, Killer, Towhee said, looking back to him. Although another recruit or two wouldn’t hurt. I can help with that, as well as patrolling. I’m already on both, she assured with a wave of her tail.