Redhawk Caldera tarot flip

mama was there almost as soon as chickadee started wishing she wasn't alone, and she leant gratefully against maia, closing the distance between them.
when had her mom gotten so short? chickadee wondered, yawning as her body relaxed. 'i'm all right, i think."
she flexed her body a little, sitting down to lift one foreleg and then the other. "don't really hurt at all anymore," she said quietly. there were new pink scars across her right cheek, little marks where a branch had caught her.