Northstar Vale Cute without the E.

Towhee made a point to toss in patrols each morning and evening, though her days were mostly spent in relatively idle exploration of the vale’s interior. And she enjoyed every minute of it, from the slow pace to the discoveries themselves.

Presently, she stretched out on a rock overlooking the lake in the valley’s southwestern corner. It was a cold day but the stone and sun were warm on her belly and back, respectively. Towhee felt only the smallest twinge in her scars.