Redhawk Caldera What does the future hold?

Either she hadn’t taken Killdeer’s surname or they weren’t as official as Towhee thought. She cocked her head but made no comment, returning the woman’s easy smile. A bland light entered her orange eyes, however, as she surveyed their surroundings.

It’s okay, I guess, she said wryly. I’m in an ongoing fight with this place, she explained. We have a lot of history, the caldera and me…

But that was a tale for another day. Towhee wondered if Amalia would like to join her in her hunt for breakfast, though before she could extend that invitation, Amalia took a seat. She was pretty hungry, though not so famished that she couldn’t spare a few moments for conversation first.

Just here to look around, or? she queried, then abruptly remembered, Wait, you lived here before. You’re probably already as familiar with it as I am.