Redhawk Caldera Come drink the blood of apples

Fox had been pooping when Peregrine's call rang out, and she strained to get the last of it out of her and onto the ground. Unfortunately, she must have eaten something a little bit stringy, because it would not come all the way out. She had to scoot her toosh on the ground to release the turd from her butt, and only then did she sniff at it to make sure... well, she wasn't really sure why she did that. It was instinctual. Now that she was much more comfortable, she galloped toward Peregrine's call with eyes bright (well, one of them, anyway) and tail wagging. What she didn't realize was there was a dangler still hanging out of her bum.

She arrived to find Peregrine, Trick, Shrike, and Gannet all gathered around eating... something red. Apples? Fox had never paid them any attention, and she gave Perry a suspicious glance. "Not trying to do one of those mass suicide things, are you?" she asked.