Redhawk Caldera [m] Pray, Montana

Like Peregrine, Fox didn't stop to think about the implications of their acts. She'd never thought about it before, so why would she start now? Instead, she allowed herself to succumb to the dance that they had danced countless times before. The movements were easy and familiar, a script that had been rehearsed so often it was muscle memory by this point. Not to say that it was boring, of course.