Redhawk Caldera Stay away from the streets [m]

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It was a pity that Towhee couldn't hear her- because Niamh made a sound that would have actually made her terribly self-conscious had her friend actually been able to hear it. It was meant to be a simple guffaw, but ended up being somewhat of a mix between a guffaw and a noise of mock frustration and ended up sounding something like a moose with very serious gastronomic issues. She cleared her throat, and rolled her eyes. Yes, having working reproductive parts was an important part of making children- but Niamh wasn't referring simply to the mechanics- she wanted to know if Towhee was doing any planning whatsoever in terms of selecting a partner based on favourable traits she hoped might pass on to her children.

-“I mean, yeah, obviously, you gotta find a man, but any man is going to 98% likely have a working dick, yeah,”- She said. -“And I know that when that time comes around, basically anyone with a working D looks pretty doable,”- She sympathized, as she too had once had eyes for more than one man, before Phox came along and in that awkward period where she'd been single after kicking Colt out of the pack. -“But like...What's your type?”- She asked. -“Do you ever look at a guy, and think what kind of babies you'd make together? WITHOUT just thinking about what it'd feel like to make babies together.”- She specified, with a laugh. She was curious to know if Towhee was attracted to any physical qualities, but wasn't exactly the best at stating that very simple point. -“Otherwise, I'm just gonna start bringing rando's back to the pack, and introducing you, an' you can either say yay or nay, an' I'll either leave you two be or kick him off the edge of the Caldera.”-