Northstar Vale Five hours x clarity x outside.

Together, she repeated, orange eyes lingering on Arsenio’s face for a few seconds. She still didn’t know what to make of him, though he seemed amiable enough today. The nudge hadn’t gone unnoticed or unappreciated. Towhee had a strong feeling he would do much better as an emissary than she would. She nodded right back.

Facing forward, she wondered if they should press on or maybe even call for someone. But before a decision could be made one way or the other, a she-wolf appeared to greet them. Her coloration resembled Towhee’s daughters’ a bit, though she had darker markings. There was absolutely nothing threatening about her.

Towhee didn’t know if she should answer the direct question, or even use her real name. She laughed a little on the inside as she looked to Arsenio, letting him speak first and take point. He probably knew the Imperator’s wishes better than she did, having been with him longer.