Bearclaw Valley and was buried in a tomb

towhee'd lost track of those of her family that remained in the wilds, though in all fairness the redhawks were a massive family: keeping track of all of them were impossible. and either way, it didn't seem like her mother had any plans of settling down anywhere ... and bushtit appeared content to keep her company.

settling down with her husband's family seems like a good thing to her.

-they will be old enough before you know it.- towhee signs, a soft if not slightly bittersweet smile tugging at the edges of her lips. they were still newborns but she swore she saw them grow bigger everyday before her eyes. before she knew it, they would be walking and talking and developing their own little personalities.

-part of me is excited to see who they become and yet another wishes they would stay tiny forever.- she admits in ptero, ears fluttering to rest half-mast atop her skull as she contemplates it.