Redhawk Caldera beti

the woman that greeted him was quite friendly. he returned the affability in kind, tail swishing behind him, eyes shining despite the lines of age that creased the corners.

hi, maia. i think i remember you! he replied. i'm aditya—i'm looking for my daughter, ani. you took her in seasons ago, when she was lost.

his heart warmed considerably at the thought of seeing his vivacious daughter.