Redhawk Caldera this love is killing me, but you're the only one

teya wasn't sure if killdeer seemed receptive to joining this part of their family. he wasn't a boy, he was a man in his own right. and she wondered if the way bronco spoke to him was predicated on that.
still, sensing her mate's eagerness to regain some semblance of normalcy between them, teya gave killdeer another look of vaguely familial invitation. "i need rest," she told them softly, assuming that perhaps the younger man would want time alone with his father. "it good to see you, killdeer."
they could find her later, or killdeer could. kissing her mate's cheek, teya set off quietly, belly swaying side to side in these last pronounced weeks of pregnancy.