Heron Lake Plateau Your love is like a car crash.

Towhee didn’t react quite as angrily as she might have expected- she could sense her friend’s tension and ire, but was pleased it wasn’t directed at her when she was finally greeted and addressed. She turned to face her friend, a frown on her features. She didn’t know whether she should reach out to Towhee and give her physical contact- but she figured now wasn’t the time.

Instead, she plonked her hindquarters down onto the ground heavily and slapped her tail around her feet, mirroring Towhee’s jerky movements, as if to show that she understood simply through gestures. She did know- she too was angry. She nodded resolutely. -me too.- She signed. -we’ll get him. He has it coming.- she replied.