Redhawk Caldera Strawberry Season

The ruby dutifully followed his chaperone around the borders to see every angle of the territory. It was so different from the seaside cliffs he called home. Softer, in a way… more earthy. It was a grand expanse, and one the Redhawks should be proud to call their estate.

Njord listened as Meerkat explained her mother was the captain of their crew. He stashed away the names of the others in his mental library – Ruenna and Fennec. She went on to explain her fluid family, and how Phox was only her father in role. The seafarer admired the way the Redhawks were communal.

“A volcano?” Njord said, taking her word for it. “I’ve only ‘eard of those in fables. It’s ‘ard ta imagine this peaceful place all fire an’ brimstone." He looked around at the lush greenery. ”Are ya afraid it’ll come alive again?“