Redhawk Caldera Chaconne

LORE DROP

Fennec was pretty stoked when Niamh wanted to share a secret with her, right up until she dropped exactly what that secret was.  And as she told more and more details, Fennec's expression grew harder.  Niamh's first mate wasn't a subject that came up often... but the phrase, she knew, also meant Bronco's dad.

He didn't talk to her much about him, and neither did anyone else in the family.  In fact, she didn't know much beyond the fact that he'd died when Bronco was pretty young.  She knew it affected him pretty deeply, though, from the way he did speak every time it came up.  And if that bitch was the one who'd done it, then she was a little miffed with herself.  Not that there was any way she could have known.

I coulda killed her.  I thought about it, but I didn't.  She confessed, a little flatly.  I shoulda.  No doubt now.  She was glad Niamh had, but she'd known something was off.  And if it was personal, that meant she had likely been a bigger danger to the pack than she assumed.  I won't tell.  But I'm glad you did.

She'd done about all she could to clean the wounds, though she didn't like how deep they were still.  I'm going to try to find something to put on this, but winter's kinda rough for it.  Just try not to move it too much.  It would heal a lot slower if she stressed it, and the wound was going to need time to knit together properly.