Redhawk Caldera Bridged by a lightwave.

Everyone else had already woken up and headed out for the day, it seemed. Towhee took her time getting up herself, stretching and yawning before finally assuming all fours. She smacked her lips, making a disgusting noise she couldn't hear, and decided to head to the caldera for a long drink to start her day.

When she climbed to the rim of the crater and found Fennec there, Towhee blinked. What was she doing here, wandering around by herself? The Sovereign spent a beat pondering whether she minded. She thought of Maia and Wraen and almost sighed. Was nothing sacred anymore? What was the point of borders and patrols? Towhee thought wistfully of all the time and urine she could've saved. But, truthfully, she really didn't care that Fennec was traipsing around like she belonged here. She did, even if she was technically part of Firefly Glen.

Sucking in a breath, the Sovereign shouted, "You're like eighteen inches away from falling face first into the world's asshole!" Chuckling, she loped closer to Fennec and asked, "What're you doing here?" It wasn't pointed, Towhee was genuinely curious.