Redhawk Caldera They're just little bundles of fluff

Amalia had not thought m7ch on Cinar of the Caldera. Not for lack of caring, but simply because her pregnancy had been rough with a capital R.

So it was with Wariness, but an open gaze that she met him. Green eyes studying and waiting. She dipped her head.

You can put it in a cache by the door there. It can be their first meal. They can have regurgitate meat here soon.

A twitch ofher tail. And she pressed her nose to each fluff. This is Carolina and this is Lyric.