Heron Lake Plateau Let's give this bad boy a test run.

Colt had been skeptical ever since finding out they were moving to a place at the whim and word (?) of Towhee's pet bird.  How the fuck did a bird know what sort of place they would need, and how could they know what they were getting into without verifying first?

But he kept his mouth shut, knowing it would only get him into trouble, and followed when they packed everyone up to go.  He at least was an easy move - it was his sister, he assumed, who would be pissed if the new place sucked.

When they arrived, it wasn't bad, and he was almost willing to acknowledge that when someone popped up and it dawned on Colt what was happening.

"Damn bird found a place already taken," he said, only loud enough for those nearby to hear (y'all decide who that is).  He recognized one as Clover did - looking rough but here, the kid he'd at one point told to find his own way.  Looked like he'd tried, and probably hit a few bumps on the way.  This one not the least of them.

At least he had the satisfaction now of being right.