Redsand Canyon proprius

Under the pressure of her gaze, his face changed shapes. The lines slackened and he assumed more of a familiar, detached sort of expression. Towhee noted this right before her eyes dropped to his lips.

Okay… she replied slowly, her own face twisting a little. You do realize that might be a while, right? I haven’t even left this den yet.

Towhee gestured at the walls, the motions clipped with an edge of irritation that wasn’t directed at him. Drawing in a breath and setting her feet firmly on the ground, Towhee tried to smooth out the wrinkles on her own face.

I do like the idea of a field trip though, don’t get me wrong. Especially after being cooped up in here week after week.