Redhawk Caldera cus in my castle i'm the freakin man.

@Birk @Burke because lol and @Orca @Malice?

That little bitch was back.

Fin cantered along the borders almost frantically, her nostrils twitching as she breathed deeply the scent of her oldest of foes. It had been years. Or year maybe.. Whatever - it had been a long time since she'd caught the scent of that asshole fox that she'd been at odds with ever since she'd first arrived at the Teekon Wilds. She'd been on the hunt for the bastard at least seven times - if not more - in the past few years and though she'd come tantalizingly close to murdering it every time, the beast had always slipped her grasp somehow.

And now it was back for round... I don't know. Thirteen. Truth be told, there was about a 68% possibility that this trail Finley was currently on would not lead to the same fox. It would lead to a fox, but maybe not the fox. But Fin was convinced as she whipped her head eagerly back and forth across her prey's zigging and zagging trail, determined that this might be their final showdown. You know, if she ever managed to actually find it.