Redhawk Caldera Stop there and let me correct it

This is so late I'm sorry, I'm having trouble with my younger characters

It was a bright day, for winter. The clouds were few and far between, and Akkuma found his spirits slightly lifted by the sight of the sun. He wasn't thinking about his family today. He was thinking about @Maia and her promise of stories. The boy in him was all too intrigued, though the man in him was beginning to resist it.
Ultimately, the boy won. He'd always wanted to be more like Kivaluk, more grown up and in the moment, but Akkuma just couldn't be like that. He wanted things like magic and stories in his life, and people like Maia who offered them without reservation. So he looked for her, following the most recent scent trail he could find and hoping she wasn't occupied.