Redhawk Caldera t e n e t

he hated it. hated planting the seeds of doubt in someone so young. 

but she needed to know—neither he nor tytonidae had meant to leave or lose her. she had just. . .vanished, all of a sudden. and before they knew it, she had been gone.

green eyes, yes, aditya replied, and black fur. black as night.

adi swallowed, and folded down, making himself small before the young woman. i'm your father, bachchi, he went on. aditya. your mother's tytonidae. and we called you 'silktail.'

he gave her a tremulous smile, tears hot and acrid at the corners of his eyes.