Redhawk Caldera sage

dwin began to speak and chickadee was relieved to hear nothing but acceptance, and then teasing; her eyes widened, and by the end of her sister's 'list of demands,' she was giggling, trying to imagine kivaluk lugging three moose here alone and having to stop every five seconds to chase frolic.
"you know, he just might do all that!" chickadee joked back, though her mate's truly focused nature was something she knew to be true. "and yes, i think we'll have pretty wild kids." she was thoughtful. "i don't know too much about his side of the family. i know kukutux and aiolos are like his parents, though."
had kivaluk been a wild child?
chickadee didn't think so. but how could she know!
"i want him to be around brecheliant more often. sometimes it's a bit crowded up there. also i'd like to be around to hunt for daddy and mama, especially if they — add to us blackthorns."
she chuckled. "he's pretty serious. he's like the lead hunter there and has been that since he was younger. doesn't kill spiders, taught me to swim." rambling; she blushed. "and i bet he'd tell a story, if we asked."