Redhawk Caldera a little pony-tailed girl, growed up to be a woman

Whatever the issue was, it seemed to have resolved itself somewhat by the time Alivia came upon the pair. The unlucky visitor looked like little more than a charcoal smudge cowering in Towhee's stormy wake. Alivia slowed her pace when Towhee caught her eye and halted when she was signaled to do so. 

"Aye, aye, captain," Alivia murmured, doing her best not to wrinkle her nose as Towhee breezed past with a clap to her shoulder.  Did Towhee really have room to criticize the newcomer's "coochie stank" when her own red light was on? Stars, the two of them together were enough to make your eyes water. 

No wonder Towhee wanted this stranger far away from the Caldera. Accounting for the mated pair who had just joined their ranks and Towhee's little tryst outside the borders smelling like a French horn, there were going to be more puppies running around here than they could reasonably handle. 

Alivia watched Towhee disappear up the Caldera's slope, then turned to the small woman with an apologetic look. 

"You can relax. Redhawk Caldera isn't one of those scary packs, I promise. Or.. we're not supposed to be. The Deputy just doesn't like being surprised." Towhee of course hadn't heard the visitor's howl, considering she was deaf and all. "I'm Alivia."