Heron Lake Plateau Ka-tet.

The thunder went unheard, though Towhee paused ever so slightly as if sensing its resonance. She then proceeded toward her destination, smiling as soon as she spotted her sister. Her own tail waved and she opened her mouth to speak when movement caught her eye. Quixote had just arrived back home, by the look of it, and the Beta nodded to acknowledge him. She felt her heart thud a little harder as she found herself outnumbered, though Towhee steadied herself with a breath. This was not meant to be a confrontation.

"Hey, I'm glad I caught both of you," she said. "I wanted to bring up something and any offense is unintended but I'm going to speak frankly," Towhee added, cutting straight to the chase. She glanced at each in turn, then spat it out. "I'd like to see a Redhawk in the Alpha rank. Rave, if you're not up for stepping back up, that's fine; I'm not going to bully you twice. But if you don't want it, I'm going to—politely—insist that it be given to me."

Looking directly at Quixote, she said, "I don't aspire to unseat you and this isn't meant personally. It just doesn't sit right with me, not having a Redhawk in charge. And though I know I'm up to the task these days," she finished, orange eyes moving now to Raven, "I still think you should reconsider taking it yourself. But I'm sure we can work it out, one way or another."