Redhawk Caldera the horses are coming

it was as if the thought of the blonde girl had summoned her. she, too, comes to find maggak at the border, and so the starlet chuffs a cordial, albeit curt greeting.
she asks of acrux. he's okay, maggak tells her, a hard crystal of buried frustration forming in her gaze. anaa and ele take good care of him. but he can't rest and heal fully until he gets justice.
and then there is the boy, who seems utterly befuddled. bronte implies his involvement — maggak, now armed with a new sense of concern, turns her sharp gaze to him. my brother was attacked viciously by a girl who you, she gestures here, foreleg stretched outward in a wide berth; call a friend.