Redhawk Caldera I love that you shake

She stiffened a little when reminded of the hunt. It wasn’t fair, though Towhee couldn’t help the small part of herself that blamed her absent pack mates for their role in Peregrine’s disappearance. Would the little one have been able to toddle out of the Hobbit Hole if all its residents had been present? She sincerely doubted it.

Cinar’s mention of her descendants softened the hard look in her eye. It didn’t surprise her at all that they would both be shining pupils. Towhee was certainly biased, though she thought Caro and Ricky were some of the most gregarious pups she’d ever met. They both had such bright futures.

Killer doesn’t need you to stay here. Come springtime, he and Mal will have even more children, and they’ll thrive here, a voice muttered in the back of Towhee’s mind. What about Hotah? The girls? Jr? And Tzar? she argued back. Maybe you’re flattering yourself but I think they’d want to come with you if you left. Livi might too, considering, and then probably Cinar… fuck, you couldn’t do that to Killer.

Unless. Unless…

Before she allowed that train of thought to continue, she blinked and said, -Cuffing season is upon us and it feels like everyone’s pairing off ahead of spring. If you enjoy teaching the pups, what are your thoughts on starting a family of your own?-