Redhawk Caldera vividly

If there was one thing Fox had always liked in a mate, it was to be served. Kaizer dashed away, and the widow watched as he disappeared into the thicket, away from Redhawk Caldera. She was pleased, thus far, with his actions, and would likely continue to be pleased until he inevitably fucked up and she sent him packing. For now, though, she tucked that thought away and turned her attention to Raven, who had asked a question about asking a question.

"You never have to ask if you can ask me a question, Raven," Fox replied, her tone warm and welcoming. "What is it?"