Redhawk Caldera Follow your heart, little child of the west wind.

"I s'pose so," Rue answered, eyes lingering on the horizon for a moment before she turned to follow Towhee. Meerkat's silhouette had disappeared, as had that of the sight-seeing stranger. She raised an amused brow at Towhee's little addition to her nickname

It strained Rue's back a bit, but she set her pace to match Towhee's. She'd taken to routinely swimming in the Caldera's lake, and the hydrotherapy was doing her some good. The pain was still there-- Rue wasn't sure she'd ever be free of that-- but she'd managed to build up a bit of muscle tone, which made moving around a little less exhausting.