Firefly Glen Return service requested.

Fen agreed, so Towhee pressed her snout against her pale shoulder and began guiding her toward the nearby mount. It looked like any other, though its flattened summit reminded her of the caldera. She paused at the foot of the slope to survey it, glanced over at Fennec, then started to climb.

By the time they reached the shelf at the top, Towhee had aspirated much of her anger. Breathing heavily, she turned to look at the eastern vista. After taking a moment to admire the views and catch her breath, she turned and padded in a southerly direction, nudging Fennec to follow her.

There’s a lake down there, Towhee told her blind companion. I wonder if… But she didn’t complete her sentence, trailing off with a quiet, Hmmm.