Redhawk Caldera a whole new world

Sphyra knew little about the world, and she definitely knew little about murder or death. A lot less than she thought she knew, at least. She knew the concept of it — that others went away forever if you killed them — but she didn't know precisely what it meant. She'd never been in a situation where killing someone was necessary, and perhaps it'd change her opinion when she'd get in one.

Her mother told her the story about someone who'd attacked a faceless aunt that Sphyra had never met. She said she tore out his throat, which sounded exciting and violent (though once more, Sphyra had no idea what that actually meant). Wow, she said when Towhee finished telling the story. That's pretty cool. It was evident that her mother grew as a person on the coolness ladder in Sphyra's head from her hearing this story. She was no longer just mom, but she was cool mom now.

Now all Sphyra had to do was find a nemesis and tear their throat out so she could be just as cool as Towhee!