Redhawk Caldera I lost my shoe.

Trying to get more active with my little Elfin!

And a quarter mile behind Towhee trailed Orca.

She shared some of her sister's feelings about Titmouse's sudden disappearance. Mostly, she didn't understand why he was gone. It was different than when Stoat and Oriole had died; while she didn't quite grasp the concept of death just yet, she knew that they would never come back. They hadn't had a choice. But Titmouse? He was still alive, he just wasn't here.

From somewhere up ahead, Elwood made a low barking sound, indicating for the girls to pick up their pace. Knowing that Towhee wouldn't have heard him -- and also noticing that he failed to make any sort of physical signal towards his deaf goddaughter -- Orca hastened to catch up to Towhee. She gave her a nudge and signed, -Come on.-