Broken Antler Fen Between two points.

Her brows raised when Wraen began to describe a kelpie's nature. She couldn't help but think of the prior mating season, when Wraen herself had behaved like... well, the opposite of a kelpie, save for the attempted murder. Towhee snickered at the memory, her mind then skipping ahead to the coming spring. But she reminded herself to stay focused, not get lost in her thoughts.

"Sounds kinda like me, maybe minus the drowning..." the Sovereign quipped. That made her think and she blurted, "They kinda sound like inky buses. I think that's what they're called? The females are called sucky buses. I have no idea where I got any of that from though, so don't ask." She laughed and flapped a foreleg dismissively.

"Will you show me your favorite place in the fen?" she requested in the next breath.