Redhawk Caldera moonshell

as the morning brightened, chickadee allowed the pups out from the blackthorn den and shook her own ruff.
each day was vital with the growling bellies and exuberant exploration of the fledglings, but today chickadee hung back.
"daddy," she murmured to @Eljay, finding her father's face with a bright smile. "i'd like to learn medicine, as much as you can teach me. and i think it's time i knew all the blackthorn stories too, from you and mama."
the root of this decision was buried in things chickadee would rather not contemplate, though she meant it genuinely.