Bearclaw Valley gold run

<3!!! also, feel free to reference that she's taught him her name so he knows it. i feel like that's probably one of the first words she teaches, hehe.

at the sight of tvar, ghost takes to the skies — comfortable now in the man's presence. towhee watches her falcon friend for a brief moment, using it as a cover to hide the soft hitch in her breath. still present despite that she sees him often for his lessons in ptero.

the things he stirred to life within her had not faded with her season, towhee'd come to admit. which leaves her unsure with what she is meant to do with these feelings.

while tvar's smile steals her breath again, it is thankfully not unleashed full force upon her due to the large beaver her carries betwixt his jaws. upon sight and smell of it, towhee's stomach rumbles and saliva begins to pool in her mouth.

she offers a sheepish twitch of her lips, tail wagging in greeting.

-good morning, tvar.- she signs in ptero, slowing the gestures down in an effort to make them easier to read.