Redhawk Caldera dimpling

Tears welled, and he felt a twang in his heart, knowing how frightened she must have been, to see the owl making a grab for their children. She still dreaded it- and while it would not be a rational fear in a matter of weeks, they both knew that this fear would be with them forever. The children would outgrow the grasp of an owl, but there would always be the threat of teeth and claws out there- even from their own kind.

He knew hardship well enough to know they should be grateful their children were spared. He sat down beside her, and gently nibbled at the top of her head, hoping she might lift it. ”I love you too.” He said. ”And we love our kids- all of them. We’re gonna be alright.” He reassured her, hoping somehow he could make some truth out of his words.