Golden Glade Brick by brick.

Although she couldn't hear, Towhee's ears pinned backward when Jocasta mentioned the marital expectations. Grotty, she thought, saying nothing. She had long since mastered the art of walking in a straight line despite looking to the side, though it was a little trickier in such unfamiliar terrain. She stumbled a little right when Jocasta mentioned hunting birds, shooting her focus long enough to totally miss the mentions of botany and astrology. She did catch the last three words, reminding her that Jocasta knew a "bit of everything."

"Okay," came her bland and slightly distracted acknowledgement, "I have to ask, are you sure you want to join? I wasn't expecting you to accept, full disclosure. I mean, we could definitely use more warm bodies. We just lost several members to the road and then our home to the rain. We're kind of in flux. Are you sure you wanna saddle yourself to that?" She paused and added, "Why?"