Heron Lake Plateau You know I had heaven and hell in the palm of my hand.

Towhee looked pleased, and she signed back, using a few more of the signs that Niamh did know. She’d learned the basics- basically what you’d learn in the first couple weeks of a university language course, but without all the random, and completely useless stuff they teach you like “The door is blue” that you’ll never use but is for some reason for another the only line you remember two years later. Den tur ist blau. Or something like that. 

”I’m good,” she said, nodding, and then her gaze was lifted to the bird at Towhee’s shoulders and her grin grew. ”Haven’t met him, but heard about him; he’s so cool!” She said, practically fangirling over the idea of having a personal hawk or falcon.