Heron Lake Plateau Wow.

The weather had kept Poe homebound a little more often lately. She knew just where she needed to go to continue her search for the willows and her brothers, but she also knew it would be a longer journey that kept her away for a couple of days. She didn't want to compound that with bad weather that might keep her away even longer when she knew she still had responsibilities to the pack. Fortunately, she wasn't in any rush. Spring was still weeks away, and she was rather enjoying herself being part of this pack. She didn't mind sticking around.

"HA!" Poe chirped triumphantly upon snapping the neck of the groundhog she had just hunted down. It wasn't exactly an impressive kill, but she was pleased with herself anyway. She did a little dance in the snow around its dead body before her mother's voice smacked her upside the head and reminded her of her manners. Then, after a quick thank-you to the gods for the yada-yada-yada, she plucked it up off of the ground and began to trot towards the nearest cache.

About ten minutes into the trip, she spotted Towhee. She'd heard of their beta before and had been meaning to stop in and introduce herself, but hadn't managed to catch her yet. Poe chuffed eagerly through groundhog fur to try and get the girl's attention (completely forgetting about the whole deaf thing) and picked up her pace to intercept her.