Redhawk Caldera A picnic plan for you and me.

"Njal! You made it!" The familiar voice came from behind him, and Njal lifted his head quickly - sputtering a little, with a thin line of lake water dripping off his chin - and turned, in time to spot the ruddy red Alpha. Her question made him shake his head a little, but then that transitioned to him shaking off the water more actively. Once he stilled, he responded, "Unfortunately, no."

But he had encountered some strangers. "I ran in to someone named FitzDutiful who asked about you, wondering why I had your scent. I played it off like we were strangers passing by one another. I hope that was alright." It had allowed him to glean some information for himself. "He seemed surprised that you were outside of the caldera." Maybe he hadn't known of the caldera pack's prosperity? Children took up a lot of time and resources, so it would make sense that the parents would hide out rather than go on outrider missions. Still, there seemed to be something more to the situation - but Njal would not pry.

"And then I encountered a bear. I doubt you'd want me to recruit one of those."