Redhawk Caldera Can't see me cry ever again

Alyx suggested they go after something else. She seemed a little, well, over it. Towhee didn't blame her. She felt the same way. But as long as she was interested in hunting something, the Sovereign would be happy to accompany her. Practice made perfect or some shit.

-"Sure. I have an idea. Come along, little dogie,"- she joked with a wink, giving the porcupine one last hairy eyeball before loping away from the pines, back in the direction of the territory's namesake. Maybe the two of them could wrangle a beaver. At the very least, the trees they lived in were already horizontal, so it gave them better odds.

I figure we can wrap here, so feel free to fade and/or archive! :D