Redhawk Caldera Magnet (639Hz).

The information about Hydra's era was more akin to what he sought from Towhee. Kukutux was not immortal; he knew there had to be something before her. Still, the story about the calamity made his gaze widen a bit, and grew his already robust appreciation for Sialuk's strength.

God, he hoped she was happy out there—happy and free.

Killdeer snickered at Towhee's last remark, grinning. That's the plan, he replied, somewhat sardonically. The humor faded from his features as he grew serious, but the sadness was at least gone. They won't replace my girls—but it'll be nice to have more of them.

How many? he often wondered. Girls, boys, in-betweens? He would take them all.

You up for a little post-breakfast walk? he asked his Gramma, cocking his head. It was a nice day, and he was enjoying the company.

I know "in-betweens" is not a great term for that but Killdeer is stupid so forgive him