Redhawk Caldera rosebowl

bronco's eyes were observant and youthful. it was as if the maze of scars he wore were only an overlay. deep as they were, he wore them like he could slide them off at any moment.
or maybe she was only projecting, assuming that anyone else could leave the netting she'd spun for herself.
she placed her paws under the water as the fish passed, their fins kicking silt into the surface. and then teya used this covering to jolt one upward, foot to belly.
its mouth gasped as it breached the water's surface and glistened in the air.
teya reared to hindlegs and caught it, all one fluid motion.