Redhawk Caldera Enjoy the silence.

For once in his life, Phox's reflexes kicked in, and he managed to pull his pie hole out of the way right before Towhee's paw was about to smack into it. Maybe he really had learned something after all these years of getting slapped. He nibbled at her neck, though he was quick to release his grip. This would not be a day of murderating.

That's right! Phox declared, I'm murdering you, and I'm gonna make Alyx the new Sovereign. Handing the crown over to their daughter seemed a logical next step. Maybe I'll tell her you died in a tragic accident. But then I've got to think of an alibi. Maybe I could get Figment to say he was with me the whole time. Better yet, I'll pin the whole murder on Figment!