Heron Lake Plateau My disintegration.

"I was thinking the same thing," she said right away, "and I fully trust you on the where, it's the when that we need to figure out." Towhee let that hang in the air a moment, watching as Fen giggled, a sound she would never hear but she could see, plain as day. "I think we should go now," she repeated after a beat, gaze returning to Phox. "Why wait?"

The sooner they kicked up the dust, the sooner it would settle. Truth be told, Towhee was so worked up about the entire thing, she just wanted to be done with it. She realized her skin was crawling with impatience and she sucked in a breath. If her brother didn't want to go right this moment, she wouldn't force his hand. Fig and Fen belonged to her too now, though they were his first.