Heron Lake Plateau The Indie Queens are Waiting

Wow- so after having left a family pack, she’d joined another one. It seemed as though everyone in the pack was related- she had no idea who any of the wolves named were, but she tried to make a mental note so she could remember them when she met them. 

At first, Niamh thought Towhee was asking if she saw the resemblance between herself and her brother, which provoked a confused expression. It was then explained that a titmouse was a bird, but she couldn’t recall ever seeing one of those. ”So you look like a Towhee?” She asked, then, and decided to keep an eye out for birds with a bit of reddish orange on them.

Towhee’s annoyance rang through in her voice, whether she was aware the tone translated or not, and Niamh’s surprise showed plainly on her face. ”Oh shit! I’m sorry!” She said, apologizing for turning her head- not because Towhee was deaf; she didn’t think that was the kind of thing one apologized for. ”I didn’t know...Have you always been deaf?” She asked tentatively, wondering how else Towhee would have learned to speak had she not been able to hear at some point.