Firefly Glen (M) Yes, and?

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Towhee made her way back to where she’d started: Firefly Glen. Heat aside, running around these past few days had been exactly what she had needed. Now, she was a little footsore and tired but happy and horny too.

Well aware that she was in a location central to many packs, Towhee broadcast her desire for company of the virile masculine persuasion with a noise that could only be called a caterwaul. Some of the ears she caught might know her voice, though she hoped for strangers.

The daylight began to fade around her, a few light flurries whispering down from a pale sky. Towhee moseyed through the glen, tail held high.