Redsand Canyon Bonfire and rumbling.

On the fourth morning waking up in Mereo, Towhee’s eyes opened to snow flurries. She stepped outside her quarters and tiredly watched the snowfall. It didn’t seem to stick to the canyon floor, melting on impact. Perhaps there wouldn’t be much accumulation down here.

She began making her way toward the sparring pit when she decided to venture beyond it, to the stretch of woods spanning the corner of the territory. They made her think of Mamatukk Coppice back at the spine. There was no lake here, though she paused beside the creek to take a drink.

Soon, she would need to call for @Kallik. First, she splashed cold water on her face to really wake herself up.