Sunbeam Lair Sour switchblade

It wasn’t long before the wolf—a stranger, not Eshe, of course—noticed her. She startled, her lips twisting as she spat something at Towhee. Her orange eyes squinted but she didn’t quite catch the words. Judging from the woman’s reaction, that was possibly for the best.

Sorry, didn’t mean to spook you, she said, holding up a paw. I was just passing through the area and seeing you in there gave me a wild case of déjà vu, Towhee added but did not elaborate.