Redhawk Caldera Whenever you hear the wind in the canyon.

When Meerkat took over watching the pups, Ruenna had opted for a trip to the lakeshore. She waded around for a little while, letting the water wash up over her back and enjoying the momentary respite from pain. Her hydrotherapy routine had fallen by the wayside during the cold months, but now that the pups were beginning to toddle around, Rue's motivation had renewed. She felt like she owed it to the kids to keep working on getting better-- they were already running circles around her. But to be fair, there were three of them. 

Rue was summoned back to the Hobbit Hole by Towhee's howl, and she transitioned back onto land a little reluctantly. This was always the worst part. One step on dry land was all it took for the pain to return, intensified by the weight of the water hanging in Rue's coat. She shook--ouch-- and then began to move at her usual trudging, limping pace. 

Rue joined Towhee outside the Hobbit Hole, offering her a smile. As they waited for the others, she busied herself by licking at her damp fur, drying it and flattening it back into place.