Northstar Vale can't talk, got a beat in my headphones

Despite relocating to Epoch to slow down a little, Towhee didn’t really know the meaning of the word “rest.” She actually enjoyed patrolling and sparring even more now that they weren’t demanded of her. She saved the latter mostly for her Saturday morning classes, though she found herself doing the former twice daily out of pure habit.

She wrapped up a long, leisurely morning patrol and headed into the valley’s interior to rustle up some grub for lunch. The Redhawk foursome hadn’t really established a permanent den site, though sometimes she used the cave in the heart of the maple forest. Other times, she and @Maxim stayed near Lotus Spring. As she moseyed in that direction now, she pondered the merits of making a proper homestead. She missed their home in Mereo and they would hopefully need a whelping den in spring.

She cut a diagonal path through the vale, passing through the red trees she liked so much, and found Meadow there. She reminded Towhee of Aquene, mostly because of their shared profession. She would love to get to know the other woman a bit better, though like Mereo’s medicus, she always seemed so busy. At the moment, however, she was standing still. There was a searching look on her face, yet she appeared relaxed.

Hey, Meadow, Towhee greeted, tail twitching as she prowled nearer. Looking for something? Or someone?