Heron Lake Plateau wuornos

He didn't expect her to pick up on the ptero right away. It was a second fluent language for him, but hopefully she could learn a few words along the way that might help her communicate better. Poor thing certainly needed that skill if she meant to stay here (and he hoped that she would, despite Towhee's dislike of her). She took the lead, and he was a bit surprised, but also delighted by this. It seemed so rare for her to take the initiative on anything (unless that something was cowering, of course). Still, if she proved herself a good hunting partner, it meant that maybe Towhee would come to see her as more than just a cowering weirdo.

She seemed to hesitate here, and Phox too noticed that the scent trail dwindled some with the freshly-fallen snow. He had been here long enough to know where they lived, so he motioned to her. -This way,- he signed, which was really just a lift of his muzzle pointing in the direction he thought they might be along with a shrug of his shoulder suggesting she might follow him. There was a clan of foxes that made their home here, he knew, and they were likely the source of the scent. Perhaps they were out hunting, too, which would make them a more easy target.