Redhawk Caldera i'm searching for a song tonight.

Liffey sniffed at the scent furiously, trying hard to determine what exactly the prey was. It smelled so familiar, but it also smelled like every other small, furry prey animal she'd ever chased. Deer she knew by scent. Foxes and coyote, absolutely. She could even distinguish certain species of birds from one another. But when it came to rabbits, gophers, groundhogs, stoats and other rodent-like animals, Liffey couldn't tell the difference. And of course, it was one of the latter this time.

Eljay's praise lifted her spirits, though. With a smile, she followed his lead and headed further into the Caldera, happy to leave their discontent behind if only for a few hours.