Moonsong Glacier now that we don’t talk

There was an eagerness to Towhee that Ariadne relished in; it was nice to finally communicate at a rudimentary level. Although they'd been successful, there was still so much that she wanted to know. Why was the hawk following them? Why was she alone—she seemed young! What was her name? These questions went unsaid despite them driving her crazy, as she had no way to ask.

The quail wasn't far from where their paths had intersected, and soon, it could be spotted in the distance. Ariadne stopped and turned to Towhee Jr, wondering how she could share her ideas for their hunt.

You, she pointed at her hunting partner, who looked stronger than her, Kill? she took her paw and made a cutting motion across her throat. I she pointed at herself, Chase it towards you? she made a running motion and then pointed at Jr again. Did she understand that?