Redhawk Caldera flickering flame

The valiant battle that she had fought with Jay had been tiring. Though she was filled with energy, it was quickly depleted with acts of war, and as she watched the figure of her oldest brother, her eyes began to grow heavy with the need for a nap. He had outstretched a paw to rest carefully over her tiny figure, and she made no move to shrug it away. There was comfort there, and Lucy felt the warmth seep from his body and into her own.
 
Once his nose met her cheek, she nuzzled tenderly into the underside of his chin. Her pink tongue stretched out to offer tiny kisses to the hairs on his face. When she noted the closure of his eyes, she let out a quiet huff and wiggled so that she might be able to press herself closer to his body. Once she had found a comfortable position, the littlest Blackthorn tucked herself as closely as she could to Jay and closed her eyes. They would have more adventures once they had regained their strength.