Redhawk Caldera take one last look

the caldera was mostly as she had expected it. she felt safe in the rocky borders, and even though it'd been moons since she'd been exploring the world on her own-- taking shelter in a strange pack was not foreign to her. it felt familiar, believe it or not after all this time, but she didn't mind it one bit.

it didn't seem like her mate felt the same, however, and portia, of course, could sense dio's discomfort. the most clear indication was his inability to sit the hell still-- if he hadn't voiced his opinions to her, she'd at least picked up on them herself. 

she usually was trying to find more supply. whatever she took from the caldera she was determined to give back. but she'd already been out today, and as she made the trek back to their sleeping space, she picked up on dio's scent nearby. abandoning her desire to rest, portia set off to find her mate, tail wagging as his scent grew stronger and stronger. she spotted him, a sandy bundle of fluff and muscle, through the underbrush and let out a light yip, moving forward to press her little head beneath his jaw. she might not've been uncomfortable in the redhawk's territory, but she felt far more at home right here.