Redhawk Caldera i wait by the door like i'm just a kid

Ponyboy, who'd grown considerably since the last time they'd spoken, approached with a wagging tail and splayed ears, a vast departure from his former self. She smiled gently, her tail wagging in tandem with his. Oh, h-hey, Ponyboy, she said, looking him up and down and noticing the blood trail he'd left behind.

Are you o-okay? she asked with concern as she motioned towards the ground with a forepaw.