Redhawk Caldera one step at a time

He prepared to oblige her, though at the last second, he cracked his eyes open again and implored her to join him. "I'll try," she promised, "though I'm not very good at howling. I got hurt when I was around your age and ever since, I can't raise my voice much. But I'll try," she repeated, lips lifting as she waited for him to begin.

When he shut his eyes again and began to howl, Wildfire tipped her head back slightly and lent her soft voice to his song. Even though he was younger and with less developed vocal chords, his was easily twice as loud as her own. Wildfire didn't mind this, though. She was content to be his accompaniment and she thought they sounded pretty good together.