Redhawk Caldera Reliquia.

Hotah’s such a green flag. :’)

She wanted to believe the first few words out of his mouth, though Towhee sensed there was more to come. Her orange eyes fixed on his lips, reading his every word as he reassured her (without making her feel like an idiot), then further explained his stance. Her chest pinched when he briefly mentioned Trailhawk in the same breath as the word “ghost.” Hotah didn’t mean it literally, but what if there was something to that statement? Towhee hadn’t really considered that possibility.

She didn’t want to dwell on that, so she didn’t. Besides, Hotah was still talking. She would definitely revisit his serendiptious mention of Jr, though his emphasis on the pups stole her attention and warmed her heart. It made Towhee suddenly wonder if she’d shortchanged her earlier children by keeping them from their fathers. That wasn’t worth dwelling on either. The kids were his priority. Obviously they were hers too. It seemed to her that they were on the very same page then.

-I’m glad to hear all that. Really. Thank you for all you do for us,- Towhee repeated, letting out a small sigh of relief as her lips twitched into a smile. -And maybe it’s weird to say this but you mentioned her first, so I’m just going to put this out there: you should get to know my daughter better. I can’t speak for her and she’s been through a lot. But you’re… shit, Hotah, you’re incredible, and she deserves someone incredible. You have my wholehearted blessing if you decide to try pursuing her.-