Redhawk Caldera You're standing too close to a flame that's burning

Bridget was exhausted and disheartened by the time she returned after her most recent excursion, but at this point, she was running out of places to look. No matter how hard she scoured the places between here and Mereo she couldn't find a trace. It was likely at this point that they wouldn't be the ones finding him. She just had to hope his luck was as good as (fuck - better than) her own.

She'd go check on things back in the den soon. As soon as she crossed into the Caldera Bridget headed for the pines and settled down for a short break beneath them. She really wanted a nap, but if she let herself fall asleep here, she couldn't count on herself waking up reasonably to take care of the things she needed to before nightfall. The shadows were already getting long.

It might be time to call it. She hated the thought. Teya needed closure, Sorana needed her father, and Bridget... she didn't really need anything.

She started to drift off despite herself, the edges of the trees blurring as things got heavier. She wouldn't stop completely, but maybe it would be better to be here more. Chasing shadows aimlessly really wasn't getting her anywhere.