Heron Lake Plateau The Indie Queens are Waiting

Titmouse? The name caught Niamh completely offguard, and in a brief but graceless moment, she smiled incredulously. ”Titmouse?” She asked. And she’d teased him for being called Screech- she’d definitely have to poke him about that one later. ”I didn’t know he had another name,” She admitted, composing herself. 

Towhee introduced herself and she nodded in greeting. There was still something funny about the way Towhee spoke; having never met a deaf wolf before, Niamh hadn’t exactly picked up on the fact that Towhee couldn’t hear her. And so, when asked about Screech, she shrugged lightly and canted her head away from Towhee slightly. ”Just met him while hunting birds.” She said. ”I liked his style or something, I guess, so I decided to stick with him.”