Redhawk Caldera gia

she loved sorana dearly, and had not been immune to how the girl had withdrawn. but she had told herself it was due to age, to growing. to independence. all an avoidance, as she looked directly into the eyes of her half-grown daughter.
it had never been her way to hold back; teya worried her lip for a moment and took a breath. "i wanted to talk you. about bronco."
her ear flicked. "walk with me?" her lips curved in a smile. sorana wore reyes' coat; she looked so much like him. and yet she was also teya. 
she only hoped her daughter would share the turmoil she sensed was beneath the surface. the raven looked down at her paws and began to slowly walk, lifting her head again to give a warm look at the snow.