Redhawk Caldera And my cuts have healed with time

Fortunately Towhee was here and came up to greet her. Fennec was just opening her mouth to respond when someone else came charging forward and greeted her by the wrong name. At least, that's what it sounded like. Her ear flicked down, but outwardly she ignored it for a moment. Normally the mix up might have made her laugh, but hormones had her emotions all sorts of sideways, and the insinuation she read out of it made her throat catch a bit. Nothing about this spring had gone the way she'd planned, despite the best of intentions.

The unexpected guilt sideswipe made it real hard for her to open with the topic she'd had in mind coming here. And topic number two was even harder. Just was around, thought I'd check in, she answered after a beat. Hey, Caracal.

How... how are you? She asked, knowing she needed more but cursing how lame that sounded. She couldn't just out with any of it right now, though, so small talk it was. Even if it was the absolute worst.