Redhawk Caldera Tremble

For once, she just did what he asked. Small as she was, she settled down and made her best attempt at being the big spoon. She still had no clue that his sense of smell had returned, else she would have scrapped any plans of naming the next heir to the caldera. She sighed, breathing in the smell of his fur and unaware that he was doing the same.

She remained silent then, still feeling like things were somewhat up in the air, but also knowing that pushing for more answers would only lead to further unrest.