Dawn Treader Valley while exploring this otherwise-impossible space

Towhee shook her head at Bushtit. She would have to explain it to him later that his sister was not only deaf but mute as well. Mother Nature had probably inflicted this on Jr because she couldn’t handle two caterwauling Towhees roaming the world at the same time.

Too soon, the trio arrived at the fringe of another valley. The elder Towhee took a moment to survey the sights, nodding her approval. This seemed like a nice place to settle down and raise a family.

-Love you too, Jr. Look after yourself and those little ones. Maybe you’ll be showing by the time we meet again.-

After a few more well wishes and parting hugs, Towhee pried Bushtit off his sister again. They moved away from the borders, drifting back in a southerly direction. She was glad when her son made no comment about the pace she set, thanks to the fresh throbbing in her leg and a deep sense of fatigue that settled deep into her old bones.