Redhawk Caldera Squid Game drill.

I wanted to wrap this one!

It seemed Bronco and Fennec would take their time to sort out next steps. The former acknowledged their precarious position and it made Towhee feel even more certain that disbanding was the right thing to do. Her gaze rested on her eldest daughter's face for a moment, then moved to linger on Killdeer's. Her heart squeezed as she was confronted with the very real possibility she would not end up in the same place as her grandson.

Her attention moved to Sphyra, who handled the situation with the same grace and maturity as always. Towhee smiled and nodded to her younger daughter, though before she could make any further remarks, Vesper and Blueberry made dramatic exits that starkly contrasted Sphyra's cool head.

She supposed she couldn't really hold it against them, considering what they'd been through, though that didn't stop Towhee from wishing they'd listened to a word she'd said. "We're not—" she began to shout after their retreating backs, only to abort mission as they disappeared.

Towhee stifled a sigh. They were leaving the lands and, yes, quite possibly one another... but she and Rue weren't simply going to abandon them. That was the entire point of calling this meeting: so everyone could plan and prepare and the Sovereigns could make sure everyone had someplace to go.

"I'll be at the Hobbit Hole," Towhee reminded everyone, pausing to catch every single wolf's eye before glancing after her nieces. She would try to catch up with them first, though she had a feeling... "Thanks, guys," she added, concluding the Redhawks' final meeting. Thanks for coming. Thanks for playing. Thanks for everything.