Coconut Grove Wolvesbreath.

Phox's mouth made an O shape as Towhee spoke, disappointed in himself for not picking up on her unease more quickly. He'd been too wrapped up in getting to know Heph that he'd clearly not helped Towhee settle in there. Or maybe she just wasn't fit to settle in anywhere anymore?

He winced as some of the droplets hit is own coat during her shake, but he couldn't have been nearly as cold as she was right now. She had to be downright freezing. Her confession came next, and Phox nodded, contemplating what it might mean.

So you'd go back to traveling? he asked, making sure she had a clear view of his face. He couldn't deny that he would miss the hell out of her, but Phox also had a good feeling about Heph. He wanted to know happiness again, even if that meant that he and Towhee weren't hip-to-hip. Was that sort of happiness possible without her here?

He really didn't have any right to tell her not to leave, so he didn't.