Heron Lake Plateau I'm not gonna run from the scars and within

She described a territory nearer the coast. Towhee's head tilted at the mention of waves. Of course, it was impossible for her to conceptualize what Roz meant. But it prodded at her curiosity nonetheless. And she was happy to explore any option that took her mind off her fiercely itching face.

"The waves?" she wondered, then thought to inform Roz, "I don't know anything about sounds. I was born deaf. But what's the sea like, compared to, say, this lake?"