The Heartwood Dance fruits.

jr’s eagerness to explore her rapidly expanding world quelled her desire for all else. soon, her stomach would rumble more consistently and demandingly.

cleverly, towhee suggests looking for a snack while they explore: a compromise that jr cannot help but agree to.

-ok.- she signs in agreement; turning to take the lead, a notable pep in her step even as she has no idea where she’s leading to.

she stops at random intervals: new scents catching her attention. a shiny rock enraptures her as if she is a magpie next and jr makes a direct beeline for it, poking at it with her paw before she scopes it up into her mouth and deposits it at her mom’s feet.

-lookit! i found!- she signs eagerly, almost tripping over herself.