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Towhee cackled when she saw the chaos she had created among their quartet. She saw the exchange between Jack and Leo, right before the boy promptly grew impatient and plopped to the ground. Playfully, the mother reached out to nip at his whiskers.

There was barely any hangtime before Maxim informed her that Tamar had responded, graciously inviting them to enter the territory. The Redhawk went still, a little surprised by this demonstration of absolute trust. Well, she supposed they were sister packs. She shrugged and motioned for her mate and kids to lead the way.

When she caught sight of Tamar approaching, Towhee glanced at her son and daughter, then faced the woman who reminded her so much of Meerkat and replied, It’s good to see you, Tamar. This is my son, Jack Snipe, and my daughter, Leona. And you know Maxim already. I think?

She looked between the two adults, eyes eventually lingering on Tamar. She looked well. Towhee had of course heard the good news: Tamar’s time had finally come, just a few weeks back. Perhaps Arsenio was with their brood now. The Redhawk would like to see them, though she would understand if the new parents weren’t quite ready to introduce their trio yet.

Tell us all about your own new additions, the Redhawk coaxed with a wave of her tail, keeping an eye on her own pups to see how they responded to their hostess.