Firefly Glen (M) No room for a saint.

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As her heat waned, Towhee got a wild hair and disembarked northward without a word to anyone. With every footstep, she told herself she was being a shithead on multiple levels, yet she neither slowed nor stopped. She quickly passed through Bramblepoint, pointing her toes northwest to avoid the water hazard of Big Salmon Lake. Soon enough, the trees thinned as she found herself in Firefly Glen.

She decided to pause there, though she didn’t feel the need to rest. Towhee buzzed with energy, pleasanter now that @Hotah had helped her dowse the worst of the flames. Thinking about him made her feel strange, so she quickly put the newcomer out of her mind and directed her orange gaze toward the unmistakable silhouette of Ouroboros Spine ahead.

Her scent wasn’t as intense now, though still strong. It might draw attention, Towhee knew. She didn’t mind. If any suitable males approached her, she would assess their merits. But she hadn’t come out here, nor walked this far, with strangers in mind. Although she still felt slightly idiotic for it, the Redhawk could not resist the temptation to call out for @Rodyn.

She’s looking for someone, though anyone’s welcome! Especially if they bring drama with them, lol.