Redhawk Caldera Enjoy the silence.

"I'll unleash it on her later," Towhee vowed solemnly, totally in agreement that Quetzal would not only enjoy it but likely wear the title with pride, "especially since it means she takes after her dear ole dad." She smirked, remaining upright even as Phox tossed himself to the ground and assumed a splayed pose. Evidently he wanted to sun his junk.

He bothered to sign from his new position and Towhee fell into with him, though she decided not to even bother with speech. -No, she brought one of her kids along and it didn't seem appropriate. Besides, the move was a lot more pressing. I'll get around to asking her, though I still think you have a valid point about the randos. I could just run around banging as many strangers as possible,- which wouldn't be too different from the past couple'a years. Her lips parted in a laugh. -Gods, I'm such a slut.-