Sun Mote Copse P.S. I hope you're happy.

She felt utterly restless today, a strange energy humming just beneath her skin. Towhee tried to pour some of it into a patrol, then spent a few hours afterward hunting just outside the copse. She returned (empty-handed), did another patrol, and normally might have gone for a nap but she didn't feel tired in the least. If anything, she felt restive as ever. She decided to put this mysterious oomph to even more use by seeking out another name on her list of would-be trainees.

Towhee decided to swing by the Blackthorn den to see if @Elwood, Finley, Penn or Avery were available and interested. As she jogged toward their neck of the woods, her gait was almost bouncy. She grinned to herself, chalking it up to her high spirits ever since Phox's and Fig's return.