Redhawk Caldera Although it hurts me so

Hotah rose and stepped into her path, careful not to crowd her, just enough to slow the pacing. He set a steady paw against her shoulder, grounding, calm.

He signed as he spoke, voice low and even.

-Hey. Breathe.-

His touch stayed firm, reassuring. -We’re not powerless,- he said quietly. -Not you. Not me.-

He met her eyes, a flicker of hope that he hoped she'd absorb.

-Then we’ll do whatever it takes to find the good here,- Hotah continued. -However long it takes. Together.-

He didn’t rush her after that. He stayed, solid and present, letting the restlessness ease against him.