Redhawk Caldera you promised that you'd never leave

Last post from me, guys!

When the yearling didn't seem to respond to the food or the verbal insistence that he eat it, Kaizer -- in all his logical glory -- thought that maybe he needed something fresh to placate him. "Maybe something fresher? I'll hunt for him," he offered, without truly waiting to see if either other adult on the scene thought it was necessary or not. In all reality, he just felt uncomfortable with the situation as a whole. He would do anything now to make himself feel more useful, and to take away his natural desire to depose of anything impotent in his presence.

The Bluesummer turned on his heel and trotted away, nose low as he began scavenging for a fresh trail.