Redhawk Caldera Drink to find inspiration

Although Phox looked okay—there was no blood, no obvious broken bones and he was quite clearly conscious—Towhee had to fight down the distinct urge to fret and fuss over him. As he and Lagan talked back and forth, she ignored the conversation and gingerly poked and prodded her litter mate, just to be quite certain there wasn't more damage than he was reporting.

-Yeah, that's a good idea,- she replied when Phox asked her along to see Raven. She shot a look at Lagan. -You coming too?- she questioned before facing the direction of the caldera and beginning to walk. -We'll get them next time,- she signed to her brother, seeing the downcast look on his face. -We'll make that piece of crap pay for kicking you in the face,- she solemnly swore.