Northstar Vale Mitéra

Towhee didn’t want to get out of bed today. The pups were kicking strongly, which was a good sign, but it was also pretty uncomfortable. Then there were the new scents around the vale. Towhee didn’t feel like socializing, especially since one of these total strangers smelled like she was pregnant. It made her angry just thinking about it. More than anything, though, she just didn’t want to risk seeing Leona around every corner of the vale.

So she stayed in the roost beneath the willow, sulking.