Ouroboros Spine Simulatte brawl.

Where the stream met the lake in the heart of the territory, there was a small spit of land festooned with evergreens. They gave way to hundreds more sweeping along the western shoreline. Towhee spent the whole morning wandering these woods. She discovered a few places that could serve as a den, though did she really need one?

She came across a large fallen spruce. It had tumbled onto several other, smaller trees, which bore up its weight and created a sort of ramp. Towhee sniffed around the unearthed roots a moment before deciding the angle wasn't too steep. She bounded up on the trunk, finding purchase in the rough bark, and climbed a few feet upward to peer around the coppice.

She took a seat and breathed in the piney air. There were hundreds of other scents, including the familiar odor of estrus. Towhee's ears flicked backward. She wondered when hers would come and what would happen. She'd told Kukutux she didn't want children but would she change her mind when the time came? Would she be able to control herself?

That made her think of Meerkat and Towhee shifted her eyes eastward, though she couldn't see the distant glacier from here. She really wished she'd seen her daughter one last time before they'd returned to the spine. She had no idea how she was doing. Maybe in a few days, after she felt more settled in, she should go back and check on her.