Ocean's Breath Plateau Whatever happened to my Transylvania Twist?

While she waited for someone to arrive, Towhee kept her head tilted upward to continue sifting through the scents on the breeze. She swore she smelled @Sialuk, @Seal and some others from Moonspear. She supposed they could be blowing down from the mountain, though that didn’t seem quite right. Perhaps they were visiting.

As much as she would’ve liked to see them, she was here to speak to someone from Moontide. And on that note, she wasn’t disappointed. A she-wolf approached wearing a salt and pepper (heavy on the pepper) coat over a sinewy build. Towhee got a glimpse of brown eyes and a greeting before she politely averted her gaze.

Heph, Towhee repeated, lips curling slightly. I believe you know my brother, Phox. I’m Towhee Redhawk and I’m just here to pester the neighbors, and perhaps take this opportunity to vet the woman Kukutux thought might make a good match for her closest companion. How’s Rodyn doing? By the way, I have to look at your face to read your lips, since I’m deaf. I mean no disrespect.