Redsand Canyon I can hook a trailer on a two-inch hitch

Happy takes work. He understood, kind of. He wasn't always happy, but the emotion came easier to him than it did for others, his mother included. Of course, she'd been fucked over a lot more than he had. He chewed on those words, listening quietly—

And then broke out into a laugh at her bad joke despite himself.

Thanks, Ma, Killdeer replied, wagging his tail. He cocked his head. C'mon. Let's find flatter ground and go for a run. That always makes me feel better.

He started that way, slowly, while he waited for her to follow.

And all the while, thinking. Me? A leader? Really?

wanna fade this one out for the sake of newer threads? <3