Redhawk Caldera Enjoy the silence.

She noticed her brother's presence but did nothing to acknowledge it, save for a quick nod. Towhee continued stretching until she felt nice and limber, then finally took a seat. She faced eastward, squinting into the rising sun and letting its warm fingers stroke her face. She basked like that for a solid five minutes before finally turning the other direction to look at Phox.

"This is morbid," she said, apropos of nothing, "but I think I plan to die here."