Redhawk Caldera Fully symbolic creatures.

Wraen? Rue nodded. She didn't know her personally, but she'd heard the name around. 

A woman's worth is in her womb? Rue recoiled a bit in distaste. Kukutux really hadn't given Rue any impression that she could believe such a thing, but they had really only had a quick chat in passing. 

"I..." Rue struggled to find words, embarrassed by how easily Towhee had poked holes in Rue's plan. "Yeah, I do," Rue admitted. "You're right. Her matches, the men.. they could be anyone. People like that, who think..." Rue trailed off, shaking her head. Honestly, now that she thought about it, it could even be a whole lot worse than what Towhee already feared. These men could be misogynists, but they could also be kidnappers, or cultists, or any number of terrible things. 

Rue had already clawed her way out of one bad situation with a man. It had cost her everything. She was grateful that Towhee had spoken up, to stop her from making the same mistake again. 

"It was a stupid idea. I.. I might rethink that trip to Moonspear." The words came out sounding overly offhanded as Rue fought to keep her disappointment from her voice and her expression. It wasn't Towhee's fault that Rue was an idiot, and Rue didn't want her friend to feel bad for passing on a much-appreciated warning.