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set near the border, but not too close lol

After the encounter of Saena and her band-of-merry-idiots, Jackrabbit promptly skipped away in the opposite direction. Rather, his skip was more like a subtle limp accounting for the multiple scratches and bite marks that they had so fondly decorated his coat with. He swore there was at least one on his ass somewhere; the Duskvale wolves had seemed more than eager to get a piece of him, in more ways than one (or so he told himself). After a while, each step got easier; as did his ego. All in all, the attack had taught him nothing but that the next time he seen a familiar face at random, to remember that some people just knew no chill, never mind the fact that they had met before. Jackrabbit huffed externally, ears laid back for the fact that Saena hadn't even given a mere "wassup" totally bummed his mood. Deep in thought, he barely even noticed the place of incoming emotional trigger before his eyes met the rock and his jaw dropped.

Speechless in the face of his former home — the only place he had been willing to call home since his departure from Silvertip Mountian — the boy-soon-adult could not break his gaze from the rising peak of the Caldera, knowing fully that the man that had taken him in to raise him no longer lived to rule the great mass. Jackrabbit was by no means sentimental, however, Peregrine had been his father. Something, someone, he had obtained so briefly before that too was taken away from him. It was a constant cycle, one that he sought to interrupt by causing his own fate; one that had landed him the multiple scars that would never heal. 

He sat, perhaps longer than allowed, simply frozen; unable to tear himself away yet unable to advance further.
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Kaizer was in a particularly bad mood. He had been avoiding his packmates for some blanketed reason, and if he were to truly think about the source of his unspoken turmoil, then he would notice that his sour mood had come about the day he'd noticed Raven's hormonal scent and swelling belly. But he was not the reflecting type; he was the avoiding type. So he avoided, and chose to spend all of his energy on particularly violent hunts and border-patrolling. There wasn't much interesting to report in the latter degree of his activities, but suddenly it became somewhat compelling as he scented a stranger at the caldera's borders for the first time in weeks.

He approached, stiff-legged and tail raised, eying the young male who stood complacently just beyond their ring of ownership. Kaizer kept within the line himself, giving the boy nothing but a curt: "can I help you?"
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Fox had, for the most part, been keeping to herself. After finding out about Raven's pregnancy, she couldn't stand the thought of being around her daughter more than she absolutely had to. It was probably (read: definitely) unfair, but Fox didn't even care who the father was. All she cared about was the fact that Raven had endangered the lives of the next litter of Firebirds. That was unacceptable.

The fiery redhead was out for a stroll along the borders, a possibly unwise decision considering her pregnancy was progressing rapidly. Fox spotted Kaizer, and although their relationship was... well, very undefined, she trotted toward him. It wasn't until she was much closer that she noticed the young Jackrabbit. Surprised, yet pleased to see him, she brushed right past the Gamma. "Jackrabbit," she greeted softly, "Are you coming home?" He had run off some time ago, and she had questioned whether or not he had been able to make it on his own. Apparently, he had.
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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. 

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