Firefly Glen (PHE) Chicken charmers.

When he mentioned the plateau, Towhee wondered if he meant the landmark itself or the pack which resided on it. Her lips pulled down thoughtfully, though they twitched upward again when she glanced down and saw Bushtit fighting sleep. She bent to smooth her nose up and over his forehead, unsurprised when the hoof tumbled out of his mouth and clunked mildly painfully on top of a forepaw.

Brushing it aside and gently maneuvering her sleepy child in the crook of her forelegs, Towhee remained attentive enough to ask, Remind me: how many are there? What are they like? With a slight smirk, she added, Are they all yours?

He hadn’t said anything specifically about Rodyn, though Towhee suddenly wondered about Rolayne. She should’ve probably thought about Panuk too, though she’d really only developed a close bond with Roly. He would be all grown up by now, perhaps even dispersed to discover his own life path away from his parents’ home.