Redhawk Caldera come together

[size=medium]Robin moved slowly up the slope, picking her way through the underbrush with an anxious expression on her pale face. Her ears held at half-mast, golden eyes darting carefully, the songbird tried her best not to be noisy as her body brushed against the twigs and crumpled leaves underfoot.

The female usually traveled in confidence, but something was troubling her today: a very particular scent, scattered along the mountain path she now climbed. Perhaps it was silly of her to think Fox would actually harm her for a broken promise, especially since she did not know her fire-pelted sister that closely. But the other woman was difficult to read, and with all life's situations, anything was possible.

In spite of her fear, Robin trundled along until the blatantly red fur of her sister was visible amid the murky green and gray tones of the forested mountainside. Fox was just rising from a squat, unknowingly drawing her wayward sister closer as she marked her territory. Robin approached, pressing her dark ears against her skull, wearing a sheepish expression. "Fox?" she spoke, softly.[/size]