Redhawk Caldera i hit the ground running each night

Wan be sneck...lol

sorana was a good child and hardly protested during their swim. teya shook out her own coat and then cleaned water from her daughter's pelt. "this mainland," she told the girl, stepping away. sorana would follow. there was a jumble of bark and limbs and broken branches, two gigantic trees felled long ago. it might be a place interesting to the nestling.
and so teya led the way, stopping as often as sorana wished, to look at anything the girl pointed out. she did not dislike their outing, she only felt passive and warm, and somehow expected this as normalcy.