Redhawk Caldera burlboar

bridget was gone. this was her fault. this was what she wanted, right? reyes over the cardinal and then bronco over her too. 
isolation.
she busied herself with marking, tear-stained face slowly drying. she looked for his red fur, as if fearing he would come back.
and she skulked off for sorana at some point, though she was completely unsure of what to even say.