Firefly Glen Return service requested.

As much as she needed this little getaway, sleep didn’t come easily to Towhee, especially in these unfamiliar surroundings. She kept watch through the night, then set off around sunup to patrol the area and maybe even scrounge up some breakfast. She wasn’t a great hunter, though she could scavenge with the best of them.

The scent of carrion drew her into the neighboring glen. Towhee found some remains so far gone, she couldn’t even identify them. She couldn’t feed that to her family. She backed away from the mysterious carcass, rubbing her nose, her eyes raising to catch on the nearby mountain.

Surely it wasn’t too early for a wake-up call? Towhee’s signature howl rose into the late April morning, very likely scaring her young grandchildren from their beds on the mount. “We’re staying in The Heartwood, if you want to come visit!”

She swiveled to walk that way and rejoin @Phox, @Jack Snipe, @Sable and @Towhee Jr. If they hadn’t been awake already, they probably were now! But Towhee paced herself, just in case someone from Moonspear showed up to join her…