Redhawk Caldera It was all worth it

I remember when you were that small, Towhee remarked softly as she came to stand beside Killdeer. Nosing a tear from his cheek, she added, Congrats… dad? Papa? Taataa? What’re we going with for this batch?

She probably wouldn’t catch his response, as her orange eyes flicked forward to peer at Amalia and the newborns. Towhee took a moment to assess the first-time mother—she looked exhausted but happy—before her attention lingered on each child.

Would it be dumb if I wanted them to call me GG? Towhee asked no one in particular as she sank to the ground.

Amalia could probably use some food or water, which Towhee would be happy to fetch. But the eldest Redhawk just wanted to sit here and savor her newest descendants for a few precious moments.