Redsand Canyon Living right now, well you can call it disillusioned

In the few heartbeats between Tierra’s, “Yeah, sure,” and Germanicus’s, “Very well,” Towhee wondered what she would do if her child—or grandchild—ended up not making the cut. They were grown, meaning she was no longer responsible for them. They were responsible for themselves and must put in the work. She could vouch for them, but only to a point.

Hopefully Tierra, Killdeer and any of the other wayward Redhawks that found their way here would be able to manage themselves in Mereo. She didn’t particularly want to find out what happened otherwise. Pushing the thought from her mind, she grinned when it became clear Tierra would be afforded the chance to carve out her niche here, just like her mother.

Come on, I’ll show you around the place, she said, stepping up close and slinging an arm companionably around her daughter’s shoulders for a moment before releasing her. Welcome to your new home, Towhee quipped, nodding her head before taking off toward the innermost reaches of the canyon to begin the grand tour.

I figured you can wrap or just archive here! I would love another mother/daughter thread soon! :)