Heron Lake Plateau Back to the Future II

Clutching a partridge gently in her mouth, Niamh made the couple-hour trek to the plateau which reared up to the West above the forest. She knew to make her way to the northern borderlands where the slope was gentle enough for her to make her way to the borders, unlike the ridge of steep rock and dirt that faced the Copse. It had warmed up a bit as the day went on, so by the time noon hit, and Niamh reached the borders, she wasn't too chilly, especially given the fact that she'd been travelling and had kept herself warm. 

Part of her wanted to track Towhee down- but she wasn't entirely certain how welcome she was to simply traipse through the pack's territory now, regardless of the fact that she'd once lived here. She'd been told that Redhawks were welcome at the Copse- but they were still to have an escort with them, just so nobody who was new thought they were trespassing and treated them thusly. She assumed the same would be true for the Redhawks. So she sat where she was, hoping that she might spot Towhee in the distance. She wanted nothing more than to hide until Towhee passed, and then smack her right square on the hind end with the partridge she was carrying.