Redhawk Caldera the horses are coming

If he had been trying to seem aloof and professional, his attempts failed when the girl began to speak. He noticed the way the faint freckles on her cheeks danced as she spoke, and lifted his gaze to see the soft moss green of her eyes. She looked wary, cautious, and he noticed how the fur along the edge of her shoulders slowly flattened, indicating that she might have been nervous. 

”Oh, I know of Moonspear,” He spoke. It was a conflicting association- he had not been there, but knew that his sister had spent some time at one of the sister packs. His father had saved Seal, who had belonged to them- and he still felt as if there was some debt yet to be settled. 

Little did he know that there was more to their history than that- and that his sister, who approached with an assured gait, knew more about the incident Maggak spoke of. She even knew the name of Maggak’s brother. Ponyboy watched the interaction with light confusion, which was amplified as if by a strike of lightening when his sister turned the question to him. 

”Me? I didn’t hurt anyone?” He blurted, before he remembered that Maggak had indicated that the attacker had been female. ”What? Wait- who do you mean?” He asked, wide-eyed.