Starglow Basin asco

It was hard to keep pace with him, so Towhee didn’t bother. She fell behind, still making every effort to disguise her limp even as her hind leg ached with every step. Getting old is a bitch, she thought, eyes staring ahead at Bushtit’s bouncing figure. If only she could siphon some of his youthful energy… Nah, I wouldn’t even if I could.

Soon enough, they came upon the basin. It wasn’t hard to spot Soto standing by the water’s edge. He beckoned them closer. Towhee wanted to tell Bushtit to slow his roll, though she pinched her lips together and let him go. He knew—on whatever level someone his age could—that Soto had fathered him. It wouldn’t be right to interfere, unless of course Soto did something to merit it.

As she slowly caught up to them, Towhee abruptly wondered if Bushtit knew all about her bum leg too.