Redhawk Caldera mapleheart

He could have fallen asleep like that, temple to temple as though sharing the inner peace they brought one another. He breathed with her, the corners of his lips quirking as he realized how they had synchronized subconsciously. 

She spoke, and the tatters of his ears flicked forward. His first feeling was concern. He lined for the days when Maia and Eljay had still seemed so young and bright; stepping down was often a sign of aging, something he found hard to believe. He’d grown up around them, looking up to them. Hell, he’d had a crush on Maia when he’d been to young to even articulate such a thing.

Now, he recalled the day Teya had been voted into leadership. He felt he’d voted for her. And now, she was on her own. He sensed she was implying something with her tone- some malcontent. 

”How do you feel about that?” He could assume her feelings, of course- but he preferred to hear it directly from her.