Ocean's Breath Plateau Alay Alay

Towhee dragged the bison pelt @Rodyn had gifted her to the foot of a Pacific yew tree growing right at the eastern edge of the plateau. She dug out a little hollow between the roots on the tree’s northwestern side, so she could get a glimpse of the ocean in the distance to the north and, nearer at hand, she could look out over The Sentinels. She folded the skin over her dugout to create a makeshift tent, then crawled beneath it to sleep.

She couldn’t be sure how long she’d slept but Towhee felt very disoriented and groggy when she eventually crawled out of her cozy little space. She spent a good ten minutes just stretching and yawning beside the yew, then finally shook out her coat and headed north. She would begin a patrol there, though hell if she knew whether it was a morning or evening circuit.

Her orange eyes spotted a familiar figure on the way and Towhee called out, -“Hey, Heph!”-