Redhawk Caldera she is fierce want, blazing ambition

He looked at her fully then, eyes steady, no flinching, no second-guessing.

He lifted his paw, the sign simple, sure:

-I do.-

A small exhale left him, somewhere between a sigh and a laugh—relief threaded through with something warmer.

Her next signs drew out a soft huff of amusement from him, that familiar edge of humor returning. He nudged her shoulder gently, grateful for the light she tried to bring to the moment.

-You right,- he signed back, brief but firm.

-Maybe we should do another sweep of the territory.-