Redhawk Caldera Operational update

Maia had been dozing lightly when one of the pups let out a squeal that startled her awake. She looked them over and immediately shook her head, smiling. Does someone feel better now? She nosed Bluejay over, cleaning him off in a few quick motions, and then plucked up Ceridwen and placed her between her forepaws before she could escape.

Here. Just in case she still was feeling a bit stomach-upset, Maia began to groom her as well, stroking along her back in a way that would hopefully help anything that needed to settle (or move) do so. Sylvie had grown up with frequent issues like that and she'd learned, raising her, that this could sometimes help.