Redhawk Caldera You'll be always on my mind

Meerkat hadn’t turned up yet but Towhee found she couldn’t spare much more than the occasional concerned thought in the yearling’s direction what with her new grandson occupying pretty much all of her attention. Even while she hunted just now, she told herself Meerkat had probably just gone on some impromptu road trip. She was quite the scout...

As soon as she managed to capture a duck, of all things, she carried the limp bird to Fennec’s den. Mindless of the loud mouthed bird disturbing the peace, she hovered near the entrance. Towhee could see Fen’s pale face in the darkness but waited for some sign from her before entering.