Redhawk Caldera waxwing

Crane's little ears twitched as she heard someone approach, though she could not tell who as the wind did not favor her. She nearly gasped at the movement — to stay hidden she must remain still!

She could hear this stranger searching and sniffing, but it still caught her by surprise when the leaves all around her went up in the air. She knew it was Grandpa Eljay by the autumnal colour of his arrival. A delighted squeal escaped from her as she pawed gently at his head. You found me!