Redhawk Caldera i was war incarnate

His signed response answered a few questions and evoked even more. Towhee sucked in a breath, a tiny part of her brain marveling at the fluttering sensation deep inside her abdomen. Where she’d once carried Towhee Jr, among others… and, on a technicality, this young man standing before her. What a wild thought.

-I am your mother’s mother, Towhee Sr,- she said, wondering whether Jr had ever informed her progeny of her likeness. That didn’t matter nearly as much as, -Your mom, how is she? And the rest of your family? Are you guys still living in that valley?-

She stopped herself there, as she didn’t want to overwhelm him. He already looked a little out of sorts. Her orange eyes tracked back and forth across his face, flicking to the familiar bird on his shoulder before performing a quick assessment of his physique. He was a little gangly, though that tracked with his age. As her gaze came back to rest on his face, she realized she had no idea of his name.