Heron Lake Plateau Your love is like a car crash.

Something in Towhee’s demeanour faltered when she spoke, and her ears turned back just slightly. Not about Screech or Orca? Her brow furrowed and a pained, almost fearful expression came across her face. She tried to think of something else- and wondered for a moment if it was her concern about Raven’s pups that she was referencing, but she got the feeling that it was something else. Something new.

She lifted her ears and leaned forward slightly, willing to listen- or read- whatever it was that was bothering Towhee.