Redhawk Caldera we all sell our souls (sooner than later).

He didn't follow and she stopped, confused. Her nose scrunched. Mom isn't here so it's fine. she answered matter-of-factly, youthful ignorance meaning she saw none of the complexity in this. She'd never needed permission to play with dad before; in fact, she'd needed permission to play without them. Nothing about any of this made sense, and even her childish senses were beginning to realize something was going on here. Something she didn't like.

She puffed up when Azon suggested she go with Meerkat and shouted an adamant NO at him, running for Reyes instead. Imma stay. Her legs were stiff as she peered at him churlishly from beside her dad, and she pressed in as close as the situation and placement would allow her.

She didn't like any of this one bit. Too much was happening that she didn't understand and daddy seemed unhappy. Mommy was unhappy too, and though it wasn't as clear, that had affected her too.