Redhawk Caldera I can’t let go, it’s chemical

Atreus hadn’t moved much in days. He really began to wonder if he’d fractured his ankle. Between @Amalia and Bridget, he wasn’t in terrible pain but it still hurt quite a bit. And he couldn’t put any weight on it whatsoever.

Keeping that foreleg tucked carefully toward his chest, he emerged from Amalia’s den. She had left earlier this morning and he was bored out of his mind. Atreus hopped a few yards into the open, turning his face upward and shutting his eyes as he slowly took a seat.

He basked for a bit, then opened his eyes and looked around. He wondered if Amalia had gone to Akashingo yet. He would ask her when she got back, then request she summon @Maia so they could have a conversation about Atreus staying here permanently.