Redhawk Caldera Magnet (639Hz).

No worries, I lub him! Figured we could probably wrap here? :)

Her real answer was “always,” though Towhee groused, Didn’t I tell you I’m too fat and sassy to get up today?

Snorting a laugh, she pushed upright. It would be nice to work off her meal. They could tour the caldera casually or, if he was up to it, they could begin marking. It would take time to establish a claim officially, though there was no harm in sending a message writ in urine: we’re here to stay.

She reached for Killdeer’s ear with her teeth, giving it a playful tug. She began moseying uphill but paused before taking more than a few steps, realizing she hadn’t actually voiced her strategic thoughts. Maybe her grandson would want her to slow her roll and save formalities for a later date.

I say we put my breakfast to good use and head for the borders, she quipped crudely. But what say you, Mr Soon-to-be Alpha Male?