Redhawk Caldera Falco peregrinus

She traveled south, creeping around the edges of the Sunspire range by means of the Rising Sun Valley as she had a number of times before. Did the walk take longer? Yes. Was it easier than crossing a giant ass mountain? Definitely yes. She'd done it before and she would do it a thousand times again because she'd rather walk than climb that sucker any day. Cardio in that form was overrated. Walking was wonderful and blissful.

If memory served her correctly, that bumbling idiot of a wolf she'd tried to train and later save was from somewhere around these parts. She sniffed, hunting out the scent of the pack he belonged to, though the scent she recalled was somewhat fuzzy. It'd taken her awhile and she'd nearly lost her way before at long last she found something that smelled familiar. Funny. She was like a shark with plants. They couldn't escape her. Other wolves, creatures, things? Fat chance.

She skirted the edges of the pack, somewhat distracted and similarly impressed by the vast quantities of plant life this pack had so close at hand. A shame her poor excuse of an alpha didn't take such things into consideration when he'd chosen a bipolar area for himself. Half frozen. Half melted. It didn't know what it was. Fitting, if only because she was certain Tezcacoatl didn't know what he was either.

Her mind wandered until suddenly the scent of another crossed her path. Finally. Someone she could talk to. But a male... her lip curled in disgust. Oh well. Nothing she could do. "You!" she announced, trudging towards him. "Is this Bedrock Santerra?"