Heron Lake Plateau i'm stunting on everybody

The excitement of her partial recovery had tempered by now. With no further progress to stoke the fire, her hope burned down to a cinder: dwindling but alive. Towhee was trying not to let frustration and impatience take hold. She needed to focus on the bright side. Every time her mind threatened to blacken with dark, dreary thoughts, she looked pointedly at her toes and wiggled them. It almost always brought a smile to her face, a break in the proverbial clouds.

She had just run through this very exercise during a break in her patrol when movement caught her attention. Towhee sat up straighter and watched as Tegan stomped onto the scene. He looked angry, which baffled and intrigued the mercenary. She blinked loudly and canted her head, scanning him from head to toe before urgently signing, -Tegan, what's up?- She rose onto all fours, made uneasy by this uncharacteristic shift in her younger brother's usual temperament.