Redhawk Caldera snailworthy

truth be told, chickadee tried not to focus on the stiffness in her dad's joints, how slowly he moved now, how — it wasn't that chickadee could be ignorant to the passage of time, just that living in each day was her way of dealing with the inevitable.
tail swinging as amalia joined them, she laughed aloud as the other woman's first shot caught her shoulder.
daubing her own pawful right back at amalia, chickadee deliberately sprinkled some near her dad as well, including him in the mess even if he couldn't join them right now.