Redsand Canyon (M) The needle.

Aquene layered in some more context, though Towhee’s expression didn’t change. She didn’t know if there was a whole lot she could do about it, being so new to Mereo and to the dynamics here. She wondered if leading by example might help, especially if she did end up outranking all the younger Auxillia.

It didn’t bear thinking about right now. Towhee let the pine the healer passed to her brush away the thought as their conversation centered more on motherhood. It pricked at her gums a little, so she chewed carefully, looking a lot like a ruminating cow as she watched Aquene’s lips. She talked a lot, which Towhee didn’t mind, though she couldn’t remember her eyeballs aching like this ever since Wraen had died…

Not all of them came out of my personal vagoo, she shared lightly, and there’s nothing wrong with taking your time or skipping a season, though I didn’t know there were herbs for that. Maybe Towhee should consider starting a regimen herself, just in case. She didn’t want something like estrus to completely fuck up her groundwork in Mereo.