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while exploring this otherwise-impossible space - Towhee Jr - January 12, 2025
tags for reference! seeking mama bear @Towhee & baby brother Bushtit! <3
after informing @Ameline and then @Tvar that she would be taking a brief scouting trip and expected to be back in a few days time, towhee departs from the valley. in truth, she hoped getting out of the valley and taking in some 'fresh air' might act as some sort of miracle balm to the boughts of nausea that she got randomly. mostly after eating but they came and went without much rhyme or reason that towhee herself could deduce.
ghost flies point, staying close but taking to his usual task of recon.
when they reach the dawn treader valley, towhee is tired and though hungry, when she'd attempted to eat a rabbit ghost had spooked and corralled towards her, she'd thrown it up. ate some grass she rooted up from beneath the snow in an effort to settle her stomach and threw that up to.
but she took small bites of meat until the rabbit was mostly picked clean and she kept it down.
she stretches then, golden gaze taking in the territory 'round her and ghost in an effort to find some place she might be able to take a short nap.
RE: while exploring this otherwise-impossible space - Towhee - January 12, 2025
Thanks for starting something for us! :D
Finally, she convinced Bushtit to put Verapaz in their rear view mirror for now to explore to the east. Towhee sort of hoped the distance would tamp down on her son’s preoccupation with Soto, though she genuinely wanted to see what was out there. They started just north of the golden lakes, then ventured up and over some dunes before skirting around a gulch to the north and winding up at the edge of a valley.
Hol’up,she shouted to her son as he ventured ahead.
I need to take a break. My leg is fucking killing me,she said, not bothering to hide her pain from him anymore.
You don’t have to sit with me,she said as Bushtit loped her way,
but please don’t run off like you’ve been doing lately, okay? I’m a decrepit old lady, you can’t abandon me.
Bushtit rolled his eyes, then unleashed his trademark charming smile. He didn’t budge, stretching out beside her as Towhee rolled onto her hip to rest her bum leg. She found herself sinking to the ground, feeling utterly exhausted by what was just a standard day’s travel.
Well, that’s not reassuring,she muttered to herself as a chilly breeze swept the long grasses, bringing with it two strangely familiar scents: Towhee Jr and vomit.
Towhee sat up suddenly. Grunting, she hoisted herself onto all fours. She didn’t say anything to her son because she didn’t need to; she could see that he’d caught the scent too. He paced at her side as Towhee did her speediest shuffle further northward.
She spotted Ghost in the sky and ran toward the area directly beneath the hawk. It hadn’t been that long since she’d seen her doppelganger of a daughter, though the sight of her jarred the elder Towhee. She looked so much younger than her mother, who’d begun seeing more and more white hairs in her reflections these days.
Never minding that, Towhee quickly got over herself and signed, -What’s wrong? Are you sick?-
Meanwhile, Bushtit darted forward to throw his forelegs around his sister’s neck in a fierce hug.
RE: while exploring this otherwise-impossible space - Towhee Jr - January 13, 2025
<3!!!
any and all plans of a nap are shuffled happily aside when two familiar figures come rushing into view. -mom! bus—!- her ptero of greeting, energized and joyful is cut abruptly off by her brother's hug. she lets out a small oof, trying to piece together the small newborn she will probably unfortunately always see him as with the growing young man before her.
before towhee jr can answer her mother's questions once she is freed from her brother's bearhug, she begins to feel the hot burn of tears. as being emotional was never in towhee jr's arsenal, she is forced to stare at her symptoms without the rose-colored glasses of denial she'd been holding onto.
it might've been her first season but she wasn't ignorant ( despite her attempts to pretend otherwise perhaps ) about what could happen.
she lets out a huff of a breath once she's composed herself, moving forward to draw her mother in a hug before pulling back so she might sign with ease.
-no... i - i think i'm pregnant.- she lets that bomb set between them both for a moment, thoughts straying to tvar and how he might take the news.
RE: while exploring this otherwise-impossible space - Towhee - January 13, 2025
What are you, a barnacle?Towhee playfully groused as Bushtit clung to his older sister.
Dude, get off her before I have to pry you off. Go on, git!she said, poking at the boy’s ribs until he had no choice but to release and wriggle away from his mother’s tickles.
As soon as he was out of the way, Towhee went in for her own hug. It would’ve lasted longer if the smell of vomit hadn’t turned her stomach. It only bothered her because she was worried about her lookalike’s well-being, though as soon as they parted, Jr at least put that worry to rest.
Ho’damn,she blurted, delighted but decidedly surprised by this news. -You’re not old enough for that shit, are you?- she teased, shaking her head. -And how are we feeling about this? And how was your first Towheat™? Did you go nuts for D? Who’s the daddies? Do you know?-
She glanced over at Bushtit, who made a face at her, though his eyes danced in amusement at his mother’s familiar antics. Huffing out a laugh, Towhee’s orange eyes returned to their mirror images, eagerly waiting for Jr to spill the tea.
RE: while exploring this otherwise-impossible space - Towhee Jr - January 14, 2025
free of her brother's never-ending bear hug, with help of their mother, towhee jr is free to sign once more; though she is glad that their time apart did not color her in a bad way to bushtit.
she watches her mother's ptero, wrinkling her nose in a flush of embarrassment at her mother coining it towheat, that quickly fades with what follows. would towhee jr have been able to speak she'd have stuttered over the word 'daddies' followed by the question: did she know.
-mom.- the ptero is a bit harsher than she meant it to be; mortified that her mother thought she'd slept around with different guys, followed by the unsigned question of: was that normal?
-not daddies. just daddy. singular.- she is quick to correct with ptero that is a little rushed. -truthfully, my want for him didn't end with my towheat,- a soft smirk tugs at her lips as she uses her mother's coined term for it. -and i'm not just talking about the D.- she clarifies.
-his name is tvar. he's a fellow guard at bearclaw with me.-