Redhawk Caldera Paul is dead.

She didn't catch the shouted greeting, naturally, but Towhee certainly noticed the flock of songbirds suddenly taking to the air. She turned, her muscles stiffening only to relax in the next instant as her orange eyes clapped on Reyes. The tip of her tail stirred in response to his own wagging and she remained paused, allowing him to catch up to her.

-"The former,"- she quipped with a light laugh. -"I was thinking about my daughter, Meerkat. Have you ever met her? She lives at Firefly Glen and just moved up into the adult ranks. And she has a boyfriend. I was just pondering how best to mess with him,"- Towhee shared, aware that she was feeding into a stereotype, albeit one usually attributed to a girl's dad. Little did she know what Reyes thought of her gender...

-"How've you been, Reyes?"- Towhee queried in the next breath. She'd seen him around, of course, but they hadn't had a proper conversation in a while and she warmed to the idea of catching up a bit even as she motioned them forward to continue patrolling.