Redhawk Caldera slow motion daylight.

Somnia's still in the process of getting to know everyone in the caldera. Hope you don't mind that I'm jumping at the chance for her to meet Fin. :)

It turned out, that Finley's plan to attract a squirrel would work out... But in a way that no one could expect.

Somnia was hunting once again. There had been too many failed hunts recently for the aspiring gamekeeper to lounge around. There had been recent herds of elk and deer passing through, but none had dared to venture through since a couple days ago. That left small game. There were many advantages to small game. You didn't have to find others to help bring it down. It was much easier to catch. There was often more small game. Etc.

Well, this time Somnia was after a squirrel. She had scented it, located it, and was currently chasing it.... Right through Finley's acorn pile. Somnia hadn't meant to send Finley's acorns flying, she hadn't even noticed the small Beta in the thrill of the hunt. Somnia didn't notice much of anything, until the squirrel ran up a tree. "Next time I see your sorry butt, you're going to be dead!" She barked angrily at the squirrel, even though it didn't help at all.