Heron Lake Plateau Taurus

An ear flicked when the moose turned and trotted off into the distance, her burning bright eyes following its movements until it became nothing more than a brown speck. Towhee then turned to her brother, maintaining her silence for a long beat as she again weighed her conversation with Quixote in her mind.

"You can stay here," she finally said, making no move to get any closer, "but you'll hold the lowest rank and you won't be welcome to the Redhawk name until you've proved—no, redeemed—yourself. If you fail to meet these expectations, I'll be the first to show your ass to the door. And if you violate our trust in any way," Towhee finished levelly, "I'll break your neck myself."