Heron Lake Plateau So many roads.

Phox had no idea that he snored, and he quirked a brow at the thought. He hadn't ever heard Towhee snore, had he? -Funny, yours are silent but deadly,- he said, mock gagging to emphasize just how bad they were. Phox and Towhee really did make the perfect pair, didn't they?

She asked why he liked Taurus, and he shrugged noncommittally. That word has a lot of double letters. -Yeah, I think so. I saw a moose when I got back here, too. I'm not superstitious, but it felt like a sign of good things to come.- He let his gaze linger on Taurus for a moment longer before he yawned loudly, blinking away the inevitable sleep. -I'm gonna turn in, you coming?- He didn't wait for her to reply, but instead lumbered toward their bed and collapsed in a heap. He knew he'd be asleep in no time.