Redhawk Caldera I'm more than meets the eye

Bridget was caught for a moment, glowing, and let her gaze linger. Then she laughed and the instant broke. She could see through her jokes now but the comment wasn't sarcastic. It felt exactly the way Bridget felt - proud.

If you insist. I think I know the perfect place, if you don't mind sneaking out the back. Bridget shot her a conspiratorial smile, then picked up the bird and led the way.

Teya probably knew the place too. There was a spot, to the north, where a thicket grew among the trees. Bridget figured it was a result of the birds that likely roosted in the trees while frequenting the meadow that was a ways outside their bounds. Right now she was just grateful it meant lunch wouldn't come with a climb - the hunt had been enough for the moment.