Northstar Vale Mitéra

The light at the den’s mouth shifted, causing Towhee to glance outside as a shadow fell across the doorway. She drew in a breath, pushing herself into a sit and padding to stand in the threshold to greet the Arche.

Hey, she offered a bit dully, dipping her head to the leader.

She didn’t catch his question, though despite her surly mood, Towhee welcomed his visit. She motioned for him to make himself comfortable as she took a seat, sighing softly as she rested her scarred back against the stone door frame. The pups jounced.

Thanks, she said a little haltingly after settling, for… Towhee gestured toward Wraen’s Nest on the far side of Lotus Spring, a lump in her throat.