Redsand Canyon Blood orange sunrise.

Little cameo for me!

Yeah, fuck off, buster! This is Redhawk territory. You stepped into the wrong room, pal.

Jack might have been able to agree with his mother’s protective snap to the stranger who had brought food to their door. Instead, he was nestled closely to her warmth. The smell of things wafted in and pulled his attention, but only slightly.

Maxim joined them shortly after the stranger’s appearance. The tension in Towhee shifted to something more relaxed, which allowed her son to feel more relaxed. Jack rolled onto his side and stuffed his nose into the fluff of his mother’s warm underbelly with a contented sigh.