Redhawk Caldera five, six, seven, eight!

Nightjar's wild escape was hardly wild at all, for the porky pup was surely the slowest of his siblings by a long shot. Finley's voice sounded from far behind and he giggled wildly, putting out as much energy as he could to sustain his less-than-speedy flight, but Raven quickly caught up to him, exhibiting a hunter's and an outrider's incredible agility in the process. When her teeth grazed his rump, Nightjar squealed and did a ninety degree turn on a dime (thanks to being not-very-fast to begin with) and shot off in another direction, but not before catching sight of Wildfire stumbling behind the others.

He wheeled as he ran, still playfully hoping to avoid Raven, which was impossible, and headed for Wildfire instead. "Ruhhh!" he shouted, hoping to entice her to run away with him. "Vistown" was all but forgotten in the excitement of the game he'd unwittingly started by breaking into a run.