Redhawk Caldera u r b a n i

A voice called out from the mist and Ani froze, one foreleg dangling in the air and mouth twisted into a moue. Her imagination began running wild, conjuring up images of ghostly specters, though the appearance of a gray she-wolf dispelled her creative notions. Well, she looked solid enough, anyhow. Either way, Ani wanted to befriend her!

The woman offered a cheerful introduction and young Ani spun to face her properly, all smiles as she replied, Maia’s my mama! I’m Shen—I’m Ani! It’s nice to meet you, Lilitu! It was such a lovely name and she meant to say so, though she got distracted and said instead, I didn’t know we had neighbors. Did you say Aquashinglow?