Redhawk Caldera calm tides

knowing that her daughter was all right, alive, did not make it easier for teya. when she was not watching the sky, she was trying to commit every detail of sorana's face and voice to her mind.
the tiny tone that cried you too deserve happiness was not one to which teya listened these days. she had become less anxious, and was not drawn around her family, but otherwise the raven held an aura of slight tension.
but not for eljay, whom she noted with a pang was ageing. "hello," she greeted him, shepherding the children closer. "this uncle eljay. say hi," teya instructed them, then looked up at the man. "how you feeling?"