Kildeer Rest red paint

Ah, that made sense. Towhee acknowledged the words with a nod, then tightened her hold on the dead body and motioned for Sialuk to lead the way. It would likely take some practice to find their rhythm, yet Towhee was far from inexperienced when it came to walking and talking.

Sialuk heeded the deaf woman's suggestion to face her and it made it rather easy to follow what she said. She couldn't really respond at the moment, though she grunted to let her know she was listening with her eyes. That thought made them dance a little, her gaze only a few shades more fiery than the pelt in her mouth.

Something stilled in them when Sialuk mentioned Moonspear. She wondered if the girl had known Hydra well at all, though of course losing her father and brother eclipsed the deaths of her extended family. Towhee thought briefly of her own birthplace, also a misshapen mountain and ghost town now...

There were things she wanted to say, would say, once they reached their destination. For now, her jaw clenched around her kill as she looked for any sign of water.