Redhawk Caldera I wanna take you into the sunlight.

Rue wasn't much of a sleeper anymore, thanks to the ever-present ache in her lower back. She tried to find ways to productive with the extra time, but as luck would have it, the same injury that prevented her from resting also rendered her near-useless for any kind of real work. 

Rue squatted to refresh a territory marker. At least she could still pee. Not that her markers on the rim of the caldera would do all that much good-- by the time a trespasser made it up here, the sting of Towhee's teeth would have already sealed his fate. Towhee kept that border locked down pretty tight. 

Well, usually she did, at least. There had been something dramatic going on with leadership lately, and Towhee seemed to have made herself somewhat scarce. Rue was equal parts proud that she had kept her nose out of it and guilty that she hadn't yet checked on Towhee, as a friend. There was a time that she had fancied herself as something of an advisor to leadership, but she had been burned enough times now to know not to offer advice when it wasn't requested. 

So she simply went about her business, trying to make herself useful while waiting for the dust to clear.