Redhawk Caldera Rebel riff.

She breathed in sharply when he appeared like a wraith, her head swiftly turning toward him. Towhee’s mouth opened to offer some variation of “hello” when Hotah cut right to the chase with a pointed comment about her rendezvous with Rodyn. Then he fired off a question.

Her orange eyes slowly narrowed. It was none of his business and she didn’t owe him any kind of explanation. Besides that, she was his superior. Towhee wanted to put him in his place, though she reminded herself that a little diplomacy might be warranted, considering she might even now be carrying his pups.

Might.

He’s a really nice guy I’ve had a crush on for a year or two, Towhee replied. Yeah, like a silly little girl. Pretty cringe.