Redhawk Caldera red velvet

It's about time you and I threaded together!  Tiger is such a great character.  :)

As was typical of her lately, Raven was wandering.  Mom had gone off to patrol the borders and Dad wasn't around either, so Raven took the opportunity to slip away and do some exploring of her own.  Something had changed inside her after the gruesome confrontation several mornings ago, though she was too young to understand or make sense of it at this point.  She was more attached than ever to Wildfire, her desire to help her healing sister eclipsed only by her sense of helplessness.  Most noticeable was her aversion to her father, the rift between them so enormous and heartbreaking that her young mind could not even comprehend it.  The man who had been her hero and the center of her universe since the day of her birth was now the very thing she feared the most.

Her absence from the rendezvous site today wasn't due to her avoiding Peregrine so much as it was simply her giving in to her newfound wanderlust and desire to be somewhere else.  She was chasing a particularly elusive butterfly when she came around a wide tree trunk and spotted a white figure nearby.  She fell still for a moment, uncertainty on her face, until she realized it was just Tiger.  Grinning, she loped toward the she-wolf on legs that were still a little clumsy, tail wagging behind her.  "Whatcha doin'?" she asked, puzzled by the piles of uprooted plants nearby.