Dawn Treader Valley while exploring this otherwise-impossible space

Towhee reveled in her daughter’s embarrassment. She had been shameless at that age, sleeping with any willing man she could find. It seemed Jr hadn’t taken after her in this regard. She’d only banged one guy and it sounded like she was romantically invested. She was a little surprised—her daughter hadn’t seemed the type—but Towhee was also happy for her.

-Gay,- she remarked with a little smirk. -Bearclaw? I take it that’s the pack you’re living with now?- After getting confirmation on that, Towhee added, -Well? Spill all the tea. I wanna know how you ended up here,- and motioned at Jr’s trim belly. -How did you meet him, for starters?-

-Mom, I don’t think that word means what you think it means,- Bushtit contributed, that sweet summer child.