Redhawk Caldera songsweet

teya sat down, grooming her chestfur. "she like you," the raven proclaimed, watching how sorana had relaxed with her caretaker.
but auntie was a clunky title and held no part of what bridget and she had almost become. maybe that was for the best. she pulled her gaze away before the cardinal caught her staring, cradling the girl once more. and this time, returning to that spot did not affect teya so much. "maybe she like to learn medicine when older," the little violet suggested of sorana, offering bridget a small smile.