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Gift? she repeated, her brow furrowing quizzically. Wha—oh. You mean the decapitated head? I think one of Soto’s henchmen left it. I was thinking it was maybe a weird kind of peace offering but who knows? Towhee posited before realizing Trailhawk might have no clue who she was talking about. Soto’s the leader of a pack in the lowlands. He also happens to be Bushtit’s padre—his dad.

She shrugged, which gave a pretty good indication of her feelings on the matter. Whatever reason it had been left didn’t really impact Towhee. She hadn’t seen Soto in months and wouldn’t care if she never saw him again. Now that Bushtit was grown, he could maintain his own relationship with the Segundo if he wanted.

I don’t think you’ve ever had the chance to meet Bushtit, have you? He’s my youngest, about a year old now, Towhee explained, and out doing his own thing.

She chewed at her lip as an errant thought crossed her mind: Not youngest for long… But she quickly put that thought in a box and shoved it into a corner.