Heron Lake Plateau Just talk to me, like lovers do

The soft look he gave her in response to this information made Towhee want to roll her eyes, though she resisted. He informed her that she had an accent that reminded him of wolves to the south, telling her she was louder in comparison. She huffed a laugh at this—she was well aware her volume controls were broken—and then shook her head lightly at his query about X.

"I didn't really. When I found him, he had a broken wing. So I looked after him, fed him. He stuck around even after he healed. Now it's like he's just an extension of me, although he's a free bird. I would never try to make him stick around against his will, even though I'd be pretty fucked without him."

She placed a paw on top of the rabbit he'd set back down at her feet. "Anyway, I appreciate the gift. Maybe I'll have X deliver something your guys' way sometime."