Redhawk Caldera Reliquia.

Hotah’s stride was unhurried as he came up the slope, the cold air pulling through his coat. He spotted Towhee before she saw him, standing in the den mouth like she was holding the whole mountain on her shoulders. It tugged something in him—something steady, protective.

There you are, he said, voice low and warm as he stepped beside her. Figured you’d be out here worrying yourself more than necessary.

His gaze slid to the pups—their pups—softening the hard lines of his face. They’re fine. Better than fine, really. Strong little things.

He huffed a quiet breath, shaking his head like the thought amused him. And before you say it… I didn’t stay behind just to keep an eye on you. The crease beside his eye deepened into that easy, charming half-smile he wore without thinking.

I’m right where I ought to be.

A calm beat. Unrushed. Certain.

Now, he added, tilting his head toward her, tell me what you’re craving. I’ll go fetch it.

you can powerplay hotah if you wish as returning with the food she requested :D!