Redhawk Caldera Azurite

Some of Wraen's suggestions were hard to track via lipreading, though Towhee quickly realized they were all patently ridiculous, so she needn't take serious notes. Her lips twitched when Wraen concluded by declaring the kids would be unique. That they would be, especially considering their parentage.

That thought dimmed her already thin smile. They would have Reyes's genes too, of course. What if they all came out looking like him? Towhee's stomach clenched at the thought of being faced with her mistaken judgment every day. She would love them regardless of what they looked like, though she quietly hoped they took after her... or popped out looking like some totally random creature, as was traditional with Redhawks crotch fruit.

The puppies began kicking quite hard, as if picking up on her thoughts. For all Towhee knew, they could do just that. They were inside her after all, weren't they? Maybe her brain broadcast her thoughts on some internal loudspeaker. But wait, weren't all pups born deaf? Would any of them stay deaf? For the moment, Towhee became lost in her silent musings.