Redhawk Caldera shady's back, tell a friend

He did not think it was too much to ask to just sit there; the teen wasn't exactly bothering anyone. This opinion was then later the cause for the light frown that graced his maw, as a stranger invaded his thoughts; interrupting a clearly solemn and quizitive moment to the boy-man. “No,” He snapped in reply, but choosing to continue to look beyond the other; Jackrabbit did not recognise this man from his time in Redhawk Caldera and did not think the other of any importance. Yet, a tinge of anger prodded within him, that this man had assumed the role that Peregrine would have commanded. Eyes peered anywhere but Kaizer, his thoughts drifted to Fox, who he assumed still lived within the woods before him. The distance was so close, and so easy would it be to apologise for leaving on account of his instinct to flee. Or maybe she did not even remember him; it was natural to forget a presence that had hardly been there in the first place.

He did not have any time to retreat from the Caldera before her voice was upon him, shaking him from the facade he had so eagerly accepted; that was his current personality. A light tremble settled in his lower legs as if facing her would be to face his own cowardice, unlike he had held himself so high while prancing about the Teekon. In the face of Fox, he just couldn't lie. Jackrabbit stammered, struggling to find the words to refuse her offer of a return home. Perhaps, had she screamed and shouted and run him from the territory for fleeing in the first place, he would have found better solace. But she didn't. Instead, she seemed to welcome him, and he found himself unable to deny himself any isolation any longer. Jackrabbit had no-one else. “Fox,” He breathed out at last, his ears still flat against his head. Stepping past the borderlines (rather briskly past the unknown male)  to, if she would allow, lean his head against the red woman. 

@Kaizer :)