Redhawk Caldera I'm a phoenix in the water

Luckily, her momentary irritation didn't seem to bother Towhee.  She found herself swinging like that a lot, veering wildly from anger to numb to relatively okay.  Sleep loss was probably a good part of it, rubbing a good portion of the indifferent facade she usually wore raw.

Fennec listened quietly, but stayed as she was, when Towhee went into familiars.  She relaxed gratefully, and felt the remainder of her ire replaced in a rush of affection, as Towhee introduced an alternative means of saying what she wanted.  Her minds had immediately drifted to her ravens, but she wasn't sure they'd even stick around the canyon.  She wasn't sure Quick would either... she'd left them all there.

She recalled the stories, but not the bird itself.  Still, she blinked twice.  She didn't want Towhee not to say what she'd intended through fear of repeating herself.