Redhawk Caldera Memoreyes

Peregrine proceeded slowly, a fortunate fact for both pup and father. Even with the world as blurry and out-of-focus as it was for Nightjar, it was the only sight he'd ever known, so to him everything was sharp and fast. Sudden movements were likely to startle him, and in fact when his father's tongue snaked across his face he visibly flinched back and instinctively shut his eyes.

When they opened again, it was due to a soft touch on his back. Wriggling his nose, the boy turned himself onto his side and tried to catch sight of the culprit. He spotted Fox, that red smear that took up a great deal of the darkness at any given time. His little tongue curled out between his lips and he licked his nose, swaying in place from the force of his tail wags as he attempted to appeal to her with submission as well.