Redhawk Caldera I'm a phoenix in the water

Fennec riposted and Towhee huffed. "I didn—" But she cut herself off and pressed her lips together, rolling her eyes fondly at her stubborn daughter, who refused to be held back by a broken rib or collapsed lung or whatever it was, exactly, pinning her to the ground like this. Towhee didn't dwell on that.

"Just listen," the yearling insisted and Towhee made an ummm sort of face. Luckily, Fennec wouldn't see it. The Sovereign sat there in silence, staring at her daughter's blind eyes, wondering what the hell was going on, exactly. But she didn't dare ask, for several reasons.

At length, Fen's lips moved again. "Good. Happy," she reported. Towhee stared for a beat, then realized Fen was telling her fortune. What exactly had she been doing the past few minutes, Towhee wondered. Where did this information come from? Did it matter? Was she going to look a gift horse in the mouth?

"'Course it's happy, you're here," she said, very sappily, a smirk on her face. Fen wouldn't see it but maybe she'd hear it in her voice, somehow. "And," she continued, in part because the thought struck her and to prevent Fennec from hurting herself, "it'd be really cool if you stayed put for a while. You're gonna have a whole new batch of siblings to corrupt soon."