Redhawk Caldera i hear the train a comin'

If he was a coyote, even in part, there was enough wolf in him to behave appropriately in the face of her social cues. Towhee appreciated the immediate deference as he crouched, giving a subtle nod of approval as she ventured a little closer. She still didn't come quite near him, feeling very protective of the life only newly and tentatively confirmed as growing inside of her.

He tipped his head to expose his throat, which was unnecessary but also noted. "You don't have to hold your head like that. In fact, please don't. I need to be able to read your lips," Towhee told him, having missed whatever he'd said. "Face me and repeat what you just said," the Sovereign said evenly.