Redhawk Caldera Back before children had settled her friends

Hotah’s grin widened at her words, the challenge in her tone sparking something playful in him. He leaned back a little, dark eyes steady on her where she perched above.
Both, huh? he echoed, tail giving an easy sway. Guess I’ll take that.
He tipped his muzzle briefly skyward, as if considering the stars she’d been waiting for. You’re not wrong, though— I’m a hunter. I chase what runs on the ground. But, his gaze found hers again, steady and warm, doesn’t mean I don’t notice what’s up there too.
He stood then, closing the space to the edge of her stone with an almost boyish smile. Maybe I’ll surprise you yet.