Moonsong Glacier Black ice.

Rather than head home after paying a visit to Moonspear, Towhee decided to swing by Moonsong to see @Towhee Jr. Inevitably, she thought of this time last year, when she’d been pregnant with her and @Sable. Even after all this time, her chest still ached when she thought of Maxim, how smitten she’d been with him.

Her thoughts wandered with her feet. It wasn’t the first time she wondered when her heat would come this year—or if it would come at all. Once upon a time, she couldn’t have cared less about who sired her pups. And then, of course, she’d had Maxim’s children two years in a row. She hadn’t been intimate with anyone since him but she hadn’t entirely written off the possibility of more kids.

As she skulked through the dark forest, dodging moonbeams, the thought of letting another man touch her that way suddenly struck her as absurd. Towhee knew she would never take another mate, yet the thought of mating at all suddenly made her insides whither. She’d thought she was done before… but was she really, truly done?

She reached the glacier right after daybreak. Her eyes raised skyward, wondering if she might catch a glimpse of Ghost. She could always call out and hope that someone would tap Jr for her. Or perhaps she just needed to wait. Surely her lookalike performed a dawn patrol.