Redhawk Caldera pupsicles

The pale boy hadn't wanted to interrupt the blackthorn hunting party... well, he wanted to.  But he hadn't, instead making his way to another part of the Caldera.  The subzero temps made it hard to go anywhere fast, breathing and moving in the cold much harder than usual.  But he was young, and energy could make up for a lot, despite his lean frame.

He definitely wasn't sad when Elwood called, as it probably meant a respite.  He came asap, galloping over the snow to keep warm, and gave vigerous shake before tossing his uncle a questioning look.