Redhawk Caldera out of feathers out of bones.

She didn't say anything further about Hawkin or Colt as she snuggled up to Elwood. He leaned gently into her, quiet and contemplative for a moment. She had trusted him with a secret that she had held close to her heart for a long time, and while it wasn't his place to judge, it was still a lot to process. But it did explain some of her erratic behavior and trust issues.

He leaned down to kiss the top of her head, pressing his lips to the soft grey fur between her ears as she spoke."I wanted to get the den ready," she said, and he withdrew so that he could look at her. "I can help you. What do you need done?" he asked. The soon-to-be mother would likely be particular with her nesting and the way she wanted things arranged and prepared, and he knew better than to take action without confirming her desires first.

For the time being, he placed thoughts of Finley's troubled past in the back of his mind. It was an important step in their relationship, but he wanted to focus on the future -- in hopes that she would survive the birth and be there to raise Tiger's and Colt's namesakes herself.