Heron Lake Plateau machines just got workings, and they talk to me

She acknowledged his words with a smile and a thumping of her tail against the grass behind her, and made quick work of the duck. It would take them some time to get a handle on their new duties and expectations as alphas, and while it was scary to Raven, she felt much more confident having Quixote by her side to help. Towhee had been smart to promote them together; perhaps the girl was wiser than everyone gave her credit for.

When Raven was satisfied, she set aside the remains of her lunch and concealed it beneath a scattering of leaves (expecting that Quixote might want to pick at it later). Laying down behind Quixote, she snugged up against his back and lay her head on his shoulder. The sun beaming down on her black fur mingled with the warmth of his body and gave her a comfortable, cozy sense of security. It wasn’t long before sleep was tugging at her, and she gave in with a contented sigh.