Redhawk Caldera Snap out of it

Sebastian didn't know that Wildfire was a picky eater. Maybe she wasn't but it was just the idea of fish that repulsed her. The large tank of a male shook it off, it was a nice gesture that she was willing to hunt fish for him. Sebastian hummed softly in reply. "That is kindly offered," he nodded. "Next time. Now I am not hungry. Your father, and the other members make sure to keep me well fed. I can't complain," he spoke with a certain fondness. He was definitely going to remember what they did for him. His wounds seemed to be doing better. His neck was hurting less too. 

Sebastian pushed himself up towards the caldera, he wasn't going to be taken down by a stupid hill. It took him a while, and he appreciated that Wildfire kept the same pace. Once he reached the top Sebastian did feel very good about himself. He might rest by Lake Rodney this evening so he didn't have to climb the Caldera again. Going down was worse than going up. This was clearly seen when Sebastian went down on three legs instead of one. He didn't want to put too much weight on his shoulder. He was relieved when he reached the lake.