Redhawk Caldera oh yeah - it's all coming together

@Amalia. @Towhee. @Ridgeback. And whatever little ones might be growing within his mate's belly.

His crew—his family. The newest cohort upon Redhawk Caldera.

Killdeer had worked to get the old rendezvous in living shape, and when Amalia's heat was fading, he howled to bring them all together (with a special instruction to Mal to find his grandmother, who would not hear). They needed a bonding session. A hunt, perhaps—though Towhee might not be up for that.

Games? Stories?

Or simply just being together would work. Yeah, that would do it. A smile lit his face, the wind lifting the hairs along his neck and back. It was a lower altitude than the Moonspear, and he felt as if his breathing came easier here.

Maybe that was no accident.