Redhawk Caldera amberling

"yes. go ahead." the raven touched her nose to shenanigans' forehead. "when you and chickadee choose, come find me. i be close." she pawed playfully at the pup, and would pretend to chase her a few feet before returning a look out over the water.
it was an expression that quickly drained of humour and warmth, replaced by a glassy look into the void that had consumed teya as of late.