Northstar Vale My crystal nails.

he hated it. all of it. everything, really.

especially as he realized he did not wish tamar to go, for reasons that might be dictated as selfish. he had no want for towhee to become a, even briefly, temporary milk nurse again for another litter. not after last year. so if tamar left, who would feed the hungry boys she birthed?

none but towhee could.

and who was to say that the trip would be as quick as towhee's had been? what if something new would await them upon a return?

his features dipped strongly downwards.

with respect, i believe that just reyson and i should go. he voiced softly as he looked at towhee. the rest of the room could hear him, but she would need to read him. reyson and i will know the canyon, we are both fit to present as emissaries ourselves. i have started no wars to my knowledge... a thin lipped smile full of false hope humor as he gazed upon tamar briefly.

peacemaker.

but now he waited, knowing that towhee might also wish for another change in party!