Bitterroot Valley Arjunaruk

Towhee eyed the glacier from a distance and wondered if it was the glacier. Was that where Meerkat lived? Should she knock on the door while she was in the neighborhood, even though they'd just seen one another? Something made her skirt the area and march east, still reveling a bit in her newly solitary lifestyle.

She came to a winding river and roamed until she found some shallows. Towhee crossed, then found herself roaming a cold, dry valley with sparse scrub. There were a lot of signs of movement here, as well as plenty of interesting odors. She slowed her step but still moved forward, curious what she might find as the scents of caribou herds mingled with the telltale smell of her own kind.