Bearclaw Valley gold run

please excuse the phone-work post quality.

-no,- towhee signs. -you’re not bothering me at all.- her ptero is slower than how she would normally communicate it; each word and movement intentional and less reactive. -i like you being close.- towhee admits, a bit bashful, hoping she didn’t take his question wildly out of context.

even so, it’s the truth and towhee has tried always to be as transparent as she could.

she blinks slowly, studying his face for his reaction.