Redhawk Caldera lurken and craven

You probably don’t remember me, Pie said in a breathy rush, but we met when you were only ye tall. She held a paw about an inch off the ground. I’m sorry I’m only just now visiting again, a lot’s happened, which was perhaps the understatement of the year. I live on Moonspear. Actually, I have news about that…

She turned her head to see if her father and his mate were paying attention. They were both crouching over Towhee, holding a skin soaked in fresh rainwater to her muzzle. Pie watched this scene a moment, though her attention quickly returned to her younger sister.

I’ll tell you for now, then we can pass it on to the others, she said, lowering her voice a little out of deference for what was clearly Towhee’s labor. There’s a new village on Moonspear. It’s called Dawnspear. Your Uncle Alaric and your other older sister, Tiki, live there. Speaking of siblings, where’s yours?

She glanced around the den, spotting who must be Lyric. He was similarly preoccupied with their great grandmother. Pie could scarcely believe that Towhee was carrying pups, much less about to deliver them. Wasn’t it the wrong season for such things? Then there was Towhee’s age to consider. And who was the father? Perhaps it was the stranger she saw closest to the Elder.

Sipping in a breath, Tiuttuk looked back to Carolina to say, It seems I have very interesting timing!