Heron Lake Plateau This is our second opportunity to escape our sins and start over.

The heart-stopping, blood-chilling sensation that crept upon him could've been from the crashing of the falls, and the spray they tossed about; surely his silvered pelt had become a few shades darker since he'd snuck over here — but no, it was from the thought that Towhee would somehow understand what he'd said.

He was lucky though — despite not knowing what she said in return, she only looked at him like he was an idiot (which he was), and didn't do much else. Okay. Okay, this is... Fine. This isn't the end of the world. Her voice was almost entirely drowned out by the water gushing around them, but he managed to at least get the gist.

Maybe he should start over. So he tried again, this time with some pretty weak ptero (but at least that was one way to communicate): I thought you were R-A-V-E-N, he tried to sign. He didn't have to include how happy he was to find Towhee instead, because fuck he'd never been happier to have a deaf sibling until this very second.