Moonspear All of the places we ever go

The title of “spinster” applying to Towhee hadn’t even crossed Bridget’s mind, and still didn’t as she considered it. The thought of growing old alone didn’t necessarily bother Bridget, but the thought of her job being her only guiding light in life did. She loved helping people, but it was so easy to lose yourself in the work if you forgot the reason you did it.

She wanted a family someday. She didn’t think that meant kids, and didn’t know what it looked like outside of that, but she knew it was something worth trying for. Maybe someday she would find it.

I don’t know how I feel about sharing, to be completely honest. But maybe a fling isn’t the worst idea. So long as I’m honest about it. She didn’t know if she actually would go for that, or if she was flattering herself to think Sialuk would be interested. But it was a thought nonetheless. I’ll let her know you want to talk to her about that if I do find her. And I’ll keep an eye out for Seal, if I end up here. I enjoyed the little bit of teaching I got to do, back a while ago. It was nice catching up Towhee. Thanks, seriously.

She didn’t extend the goodbye much beyond an affectionate wave of her tail before she set off in the direction of where she might be more likely to get a response. She’d try again a little later, hopefully when the pack was less busy and more free to attend to social calls. The pause would give her time to sort out what she actually wanted from the visit as well.