Redhawk Caldera a little pony-tailed girl, growed up to be a woman

The visitor's shrinking demeanor melted away instantly, and the little woman morphed into vibrant, pucklike creature almost faster than she could chatter, which was quite fast. Alivia couldn't get a word in and didn't try, choosing to sit back and listen with interest. 

"Alivia," she supplied her name once more. "And this is Redhawk Caldera," she added, in case Journey needed that repeated too. "We're usually really chill with visitors actually," she insisted, thinking of the frequency at which the Redhawks' friends and extended family seemed to drop in and out. "You just caught us on a bad day I guess." 

"You mentioned a job, Journey.. is it anything I can help with?" Alivia's curiosity was piqued.