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"Maybe we'll cross paths with one or two of them while I take you on a tour, assuming you're down?" Towhee replied. "Unless someone already beat me to it?" she added. "In which case, we could find you somewhere to sleep or maybe grab a bite to eat? What sounds good to you, Rue?"

Her orange eyes cast around for a moment, wondering if it was even worth bothering with a tour. The blizzard had finally blown itself out, it seemed, but snow still covered much of everything. Towhee imagined it would hang around for some weeks, unless they experienced an unseasonable spike in temperatures. She couldn't quite decide what she'd prefer, considering how soggy everything would become following so much snow melting... it would be almost as bad as the summer floods.