Redhawk Caldera the manuscript

the compiling thoughts of everything he needed to do was carefully tucked away for further contemplation at the sound of his mother in law's voice. his head lifts from the small woodland creature tracks he'd been dreamily following as he stared off into space studying to swivel in her direction.

of course. he invites, steps slowing to a stop. what can i do for you? kivaluk inquires, feeling a lingering bit of nerves in maia's presence; despite her gracious welcome.