Sun Mote Copse Cartoons in progress.

Someone stepped into her line of sight. Towhee had been leaning against the threshold but she straightened, swallowing the last of the meat.

Sunshine, she greeted, giving the haunch an approving look. Want to come inside and see the baby? You know, now that we’ve established you’re not afraid of them? she acknowledged with a chuckle.

They had so much catching up to do, not just because of the past couple weeks but all the time they’d been apart before that. Towhee couldn’t wait to have a proper conversation with him that wasn’t interrupted by live birth. She took a step inside, motioning him into the cottage.