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

Before long, they were tucked in their den, their bodies curled around each other, heating up one another and their little space. Peregrine's ears flicked as he listened to his mate's breathing, as it deepened and slowed. Her leaned over her, touching his nose to her head, and breathed in her scent. He tried to relax and clear his head, though it proved difficult... no, impossible. Although comfy and cozy, it would be hours before he finally captured the sandman. In the meantime, he kept reliving the moment when Dante had approached the caldera and daydreaming other outcomes for the confrontation.