Sun Mote Copse who’s afraid of little old me?

She couldn’t read Otter’s lips to save her life, though the expression on her face was clear enough: she was totally game. Towhee grinned and bent to nuzzle the top of the little girl’s head, then raised her head to cast her eyes around for the best destination.

Guess a border patrol’s out, she mused aloud. Why don’t we check out Seal’s Nook?

Towhee began padding in that direction, keeping her pace slow not just for the child’s sake but her own as well. She’d lost some muscle definition these past couple weeks. She didn’t think she’d ever been this lean in her entire adult life. She hoped to regain her strength, starting with… well, literal baby steps.