Redhawk Caldera Wilted colors.

Reyes argued in his defense, clearly trying to placate and reason with her. Yet Towhee could barely process anything after his accusation about being hung up. The fur along her spine prickled, wondering where this seeming sexism had come from all of a sudden.

"Why can't you take my name instead?" the Sovereign flung right back at him. "You're so hung up on being a Rivaini; would becoming a Redhawk be that bad?" She paused for all of a beat before demanding, "Do you see how that sounds? Except I'm not even asking you to change your name at all! So what the fuck?"

Another cramp passed through her, an acute ache through her pelvis. Towhee sucked in a breath and didn't want for it to ebb as she continued making her own case, "My surname is technically Redhawk-Blackthorn but I was going to drop the latter as a compromise, despite how much my godparents meant to me. That's how important our family is to me, Reyes."