Bonesplinter Ravine She say she love me at dusk

Every time Towhee decided to stray from the grove, she seemed to stumble across a wandering pup. What are the odds? she mused as she watched this one from a ledge above, noting his standard agouti fur and youthful build. Her orange eyes swept left to right, yet she saw no sign of a parent or even another pup anywhere in the ravine.

If not for the dangerous surroundings, Towhee might've left him alone. But as a mother, she couldn't resist from shouting, "You, hey, you! What are you doing down there by yourself?" unaware that her overly loud voice boomed obnoxiously off the rock walls. She didn't wait for an answer (especially since she wouldn't be able to lipread from up here), instead beginning to pick her way down toward him.

-"Well?"- she said when she reached him, signing along this time, an eyebrow quirked at the ruddy youngster.