Redhawk Caldera Who knows how to use a flamethrower?

Finley agreed and Towhee felt her stomach do a little flip of excitement. She had been gunning for leadership for a long time now, yet she had never anticipated this plot twist. It would be days before she fully grasped what her new role really meant.

In the meantime, she decided she would simply focus on the fact that her godmother had really risen to the occasion for her. "Thank you," she repeated, although she wasn't grateful simply for the promotion itself or the trust it implied but, "for giving me something to feel good about." It was something to look forward to—growing into her new position—and most certainly a promising avenue toward a brighter future.

"Should we go tell everyone?" Towhee wondered, then mulled for a second before amending, "Let's go tell everyone." That could be her second decree. With a grin and an affectionate nip to her godmother's cheek, the newly-crowned queen of the caldera trotted inward from the borders, eager to see the Redhawks' reactions to the change in leadership.

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