Sun Mote Copse Be Bahia.

Towhee didn't need functional ears to hear Weejay's enthusiasm. She was glad she'd asked because it was worth it just to see her transform from her mopey father's miniature to a bright-eyed, bushy-tailed youth. That was definitely more like it.

"I didn—" she began to answer Weejay's question, biting back a smile as the girl leaped right into an explanation. Towhee read her lips, actually quite surprised by this intriguing information. She realized she'd been expecting these facts to be much more boring than this.

"Hol'up," the Regent interrupted, not because she wanted to derail her niece's train but because she was genuinely curious, "is a larkspur a bird? Or a flower?"