Redhawk Caldera firefly

Amalia listened and then nodded. A furrow in her own brow as Chickadee spoke. She had not realized, but they were older. At least her father. Was Mae older than Amalia herself.

She couldn't quite remember and then with her own startling realization that she was considered one of those older ones sort of.

After all she was turning 5 and she had nothing and no one to show for it. A small pain tightened her chest, but she pressed it away.

Who was she kidding she had friends and they had kids and life and laughter. IT was enough.

Well then let's get them some pelts.