Redhawk Caldera [m] Kamikaze

She had been in the area.

Tiger carried with her a coyote she had taken care of; it was a little on the younger side, but, still, it was better to take care of it now before it grew older and you know... could do any real damage to their caches. She thought it was practical and the best thing to do for the Caldera and had no qualms with it. She was passing through, and drifted toward the family to say hello and all that. She had actually wanted to talk more with Fox, who she didn't really know all that well. Given she'd been around long enough to feel confident in her staying, she really wanted to get to know the leader; she'd just been busy trying to earn some trades. At the least, the leaders might know of her efforts... but Fox knew not so much about her. Even Peregrine she could afford to see more, and the kids!

It was with that in mind that she broke through the clearing. Mission: get to know the fambam some more. It appeared there was a scrawny black wolf, but Peregrine must have known her, because it was him she stood beside, greeting the family cheerily. Tiger herself thought she might have actually fucked up and interrupted something, and instead of a committed, "Hey guys, whatsup, how are you doing, wanna hang a while," she offered a pleasant, "Hry grys!!" Her greeting muffled by the 'yote in mouth, that now suggested, just passing through, see yas later!

Just as she was about to move on, the skinny one lurched for a pup. Tiger stood still for a second, a moment of what the fuck...? clearly hitting her, and then she dropped the coyote and threw any and all caution to the wind. Tiger herself moved to enter Juniors line of attack, but if she had hit a cub beforehand Tiger would just go on a frenzy in attempts to distract Junior to go for her, instead. She wasn't much of a fighter, but it was the most she could do, not wanting to hurt a cub further or knowing, really, what Junior had succeeded in doing. She heard Nightjar, but only heeded the attacker.