Moonsong Glacier Black ice.

Towhee sensed her daughter’s building excitement. Guilt threaded through her, particularly when Jr repeated her mother’s role in this endeavor. As much as she wanted to support the yearling, she knew she couldn’t hitch her horse to this wagon.

-I think you should absolutely consider the merits of starting your own pack at some point. But I can’t do that with you, Jr, I’m sorry. It’s not in my nature to stay in one place permanently anymore. Besides, it wouldn’t feel right to me to support one of you over the rest.-

That’s why she’d settled in Moontide. None of her children lived there. And, of course, she wasn’t going to stay there forever. Everybody knew that, though thinking about it made Towhee frown. The expression deepened when she looked at her youngest’s face, hoping Jr wouldn’t be entirely deterred.