Redhawk Caldera WSS: Prologue

Can probably fade with your next one, if you like, and have a newer one soon when things settle down from the landslide!

She giggled, a bubbly little bell tinkle, and smirked at her brother. You'd be a better Regent. Maybe I'd stay if it was you instead of her. She could deal with her mom being a cow to her if that was just their mother-daughter relationship, because deep down, she knew she was partly responsible. But Niamh being her leader on top of it, and the expectation that she was owed respect for that fact alone, no matter how shitty a parent she was, made it untenable for Alyx.

Not to mention how her mind kept wandering to Valravn and what he was doing and how much better she felt when he was around. She had convinced herself that was the cherry on top rather than the mysterious bottom of the iceberg, but she might one day look back on this moment and realize she'd been head over heels for the mere idea of a boy and found other excuses to pursue that, including sabotaging her relationship with her mom after not getting her way.

That had been a bit of a joke, she understood, but she meant it completely. While she was still a little tweaked about Bronco leaving, she had always thought he would make a great leader, if anyone bothered to open their eyes and see the value in him. And, like any great leader, he already had a place in mind for their nap. Lead on, Regent, she teased, sticking out her tongue and giving her snow-ridden pelt a shake.