Redhawk Caldera Beaver Moon

keep going. ignore her sounds. don't focus on how her shoulder occasionally bumps against your flank. just listen to your own tinnitus. there it is. just listen to that.

He had to zone out in order to keep track of where he was going, and though their path was even and easy to follow, navigating it with her at his side, making little noises occasionally, made it seem as though he was navigating a ship through the rocks while sirens wailed at him. 

Fortunately, the trip wouldn't be too long, and the moon had begun to fall lower against the horizon, and appeared even bigger than it had before. While he wasn't sure what a lunar eclipse was, he did recognize that it was special, and had led her to an outlook so they could watch the giant red moon sink toward the horizon. 

He stopped and nudged her. "Mkay. You can look now." He said gently.