Redhawk Caldera Misplaced hours

Nah, sorta from the... Southeast I guess?  Ish.  Shrug.  Quixote had gone in enough circles that he wasn't sure any more, but that sounded right.  Either way, wasn't the main source of food there. Most fish were too small to be much more than toys.  Tiny lake fish rather than the salmon that would head up the rivers later this year.

It did seem like things were coming to a close here, Alrighty -- was no prob.  You go work on that whole getting healed up thing.  And lemme know if you need anything else. I'll be around.  Except when I'm not.  He gave Sebastian a lopsided grin.  'Til then,  Quixote bobbed his head, then started to head off to --- wait, what was he going to do today?  It had been mildly more productive than he'd been thinking.  At least he'd met another pack mate that he hadn't before.  That had to count for something.