Moonsong Glacier Black ice.

Towhee was prepared to tell Jr more about the copse and its role in their family’s history when her daughter signed something she didn’t expect. Her head reared back slightly to convey her surprise, her expression quickly growing contemplative.

-What makes you propose that?- she ventured.

Was her daughter simply letting off steam? Or was this a serious idea she’d considered before? She was young, though Towhee had been about her age when she’d started carving her own niche in the world, which had led to years of leadership. Her lookalike was more independent and worldly than she had been, perhaps more ambitious too.