Redhawk Caldera Carpe diem

Haha, dogs. I thought there was a small animal dying in my walls this morning. Nope, just PC's stomach gurgling.

I power-played a bit, let me know if I need to change anything! :)

Despite her klutzy tendencies, Wildfire managed to keep her feet. And in spite of her small size, she somehow managed to catch up to her uncle. With a playful war cry, she leaped at him with her forelegs outstretched. She would have preferred to whack him right in that grinning mouth of his (playfully, of course!) but all she could reach was his rump. She went for it like a lioness attempting to fell a gazelle, grabbing his hindquarters and digging in her claws a little, then dropping her (light) weight in the hopes of dragging him to the ground.