Silver Moraine three hammers

Set after this because I have too much muse. #vague

He didn’t let his perturbation disrupt his patrols, though there was a grim look on his face as Cambria circled the rise today. Whatever the outcome, he couldn’t stop thinking about the way @Mulherin and @Redd hadn’t pulled their punches. He favored the former, though he’d gone for his sister’s throat. And she’d fought back just as dirty.

You knew there was something wrong with them from the start, he muttered to himself, lightly shaking his head as he began drifting onto the nearby plain. No wonder that poor kid… Cambria added, not bothering to articulate his thought completely.

No matter how bothered he felt, Cambria had no intention of leaving @Ruckus or any of the other Redtails, for that matter. He had pledged his loyalty. Much as their customs confused and unsettled him, he felt kinship. Perhaps they were dysfunctional, though they were the only family he’d ever known.

He found himself at the cusp of the moraine. Perhaps it was his proximity to the maples or his thoughts about family that made his mind turn toward @Etienne. Or maybe such a thing was always inevitable, considering the strong feelings the man evoked in the yearling. Cambria rolled to a halt and bit thoughtfully at his lip.