Redsand Canyon So LA.

She sensed Reyson getting closer and took a step back, unsure if he intended to take advantage of her momentary weakness despite calling timeout. Towhee blinked blurrily at him, relieved when his silhouette stood motionless. But if he was trying to say anything to her, she couldn’t possibly lipread right now.

I have to— she said, motioning a little randomly before turning and doing her best to navigate back toward the woods, what with her vision so compromised.

By the time she retraced her steps back to the stream, Towhee had at least isolated the problem to her right eye, the left clearing up a little to allow her to reach her destination with only a stumble or two. She promptly dunked her head into the water, squeezing her eyes shut for a long moment before reopening them.

The one still felt quite irritated, though the cool water was helping. Towhee bent to splash it some more, then blinked the moisture away and looked around, curious if Reyson had followed her this far.