Redhawk Caldera I thought of just your face, relaxed and floated into space

He made no reply. Peregrine stood there, his warm breath ruffling the fur on his mate's neck, and momentarily stared into space. When he snapped back into focus, he nuzzled her again and nodded belatedly, agreeing with her statement.

"I just hope Junior's okay. I know Willow will look after her and everything... but it's difficult, knowing I can't see her, that she doesn't want to see me." Yes, she was nearly grown and they had unfortunately grown apart, yet that didn't mean he loved or cared for her any less. He was worried about her. He was convinced that Blue Willow would disregard Dante's wishes and come to the caldera to tell him if she took a turn for the worst, at least.

"I just want to curl up and go to sleep. Tomorrow will be a new day and life will go on," he said a bit hollowly. "Come with?"