Redhawk Caldera Don’t let this touch you

When she mentioned Eljay, he wondered exactly how much Maia knew about what had happened. Eljay hadn't been directly involved in the fight between Reyes and Niamh, or the fallout between Towhee and Reyes. It seemed, though, that the two had remained civil with one another despite the tension that seemed to run in the family. Bronco knew very little of what had transpired between Reyes and Towhee, and whatever he had known, he remembered very poorly. And when it came to the conflict between Reyes and Niamh...Well, he wouldn't hold that against Reyes, not really. Niamh had been an absolute piece of work. It was probably something that both he and Reyes could agree on. 

"I'm...Really only interested in keeping the peace, and letting whatever happened before just kind of..." He shrugged his shoulder. Water off a duck's back, he thought. He was trying to make an effort to not allow his mother's thirst for violence continue, though her penchant for drama still seemed to be dogging him. He didn't see fit to mention the fact that he no longer considered himself to be a Redhawk.

He appreciated that she wanted him to feel welcome. He appreciated that she insisted that he could have a home, though he wasn't entirely sure even Maia could will something like that to happen, not with his track record. He'd lived in so many packs, and had seen so many fall to ruin either from conflict or natural disaster. It wasn't that he thought he brought bad luck with him, but he wasn't entirely convinced that a life-long home could ever exist. nonetheless, a temporary home would suffice. "Thanks, Maia," He said quietly. 

At least this was a peaceful place, and one that would actually welcome him. He wouldn't be too far from Killdeer, and while there was something unsettling about moving back to the Caldera, it was nice to have found an end to his travels.