Redsand Canyon The ethereal and I.

She fell step beside Fennec, smiling softly at the latter proclamation and reaching out to touch her nose to the other woman’s shoulder. She was happy to “hear” that. It gave Towhee a sense of maternal satisfaction, knowing she’d seeded the idea in part.

Good, Fen, I’m glad, she said. Would it be even better if you and I conspired about the application of poisons in warfare situations? Not that I anticipate finding ourselves in need of this sort of thing anytime soon… but, I mean, this is a military pack, so it’s just good optics if some of our flowers are lethal, right? Specifically, I was thinking of how effective it’d be if we could somehow give our enemies the shits in the middle of the battlefield…