Redhawk Caldera Crush toast.

Carolina raised a third option, which Lyric quickly protested. Towhee looked back and forth between them. She could let them resolve this among themselves, though she didn’t want an argument to spoil this bright spot in the pups’ development. Besides, there was another lesson to be learned here.

No, Caro, you eat it or you cache it, Towhee responded with authority. If you want a plaything, I’ll bring you something else. But once a kill’s been made, we don’t play with our food. It’s an important resource.

Lesson relayed, the Elder gave her great grandchildren an imperious look, followed by a soft smile. They deserved a prize for their job well done. Towhee would be happy to fetch them one. Make that two, she noted to herself, still hoping to avoid any fights.

Make your decision, then execute it. Better get done before I get back, else you don’t get your trophies, were Towhee’s parting words as she trotted off to find a sufficient rewards.

Last post from me! You can infer she brought them whatever you wish. :)