Redhawk Caldera kabhi alvida naa kehna

it was time, and the longest night had come and gone. he knew past it were some of the bleakest days of winter, and so he must go, lest he get mired in the snow and cold.

he sat in the rendezvous and howled for @Shenanigans, stomach low as dirt.

he'd return. . .maybe. he ought to stay with one of his children. but if waxwing was happy with tytonidae, and ani happy here—was it even worth it? should he continue to roam, needed by none?

he gazed across the frozen caldera lake, feeling awful.

maybe he'd return.

if he survived it.