Redhawk Caldera (M) Don’t click play.

Hotah stopped just short of her, watching the way her eyes burned into him. The weight of what she was asking settled quick. He wasn’t blind, and he wasn’t dumb. He knew what this was.
His jaw flexed once before he answered. Towhee… if this happens, I’m not the type to pretend it’s nothing. If pups come of it, I’ll raise them. That’s not a string I can cut. His voice was even, no judgment, no hesitation, just plain truth.
He shifted his weight, dark shape steady in the glow of her stare. If you can live with that, then yeah. I’ll help you.