Redhawk Caldera Kangaroo court

Nightjar's spirits were high as he followed a chipmunk through the trees around the rendezvous site. Perhaps because of his uncanny instincts and good senses, he was able to see or smell it rather reliably. His ears left something to be desired, but occasionally the munk would dart through the branches on his good side and his ear would lift responsively. The other one hung to the side as it oft did, useless save for body language. The chipmunk would find escape easiest on his left side, but of course, it didn't know that. It only knew that a wolf was following it, though it was quite safe in the trees.

The adolescent panted lightly as he sprang to the right, sensing the chipmunk heading in that direction, but his steps faltered when a howl hit the sky. He still couldn't really tell what they meant in specifics; he heard only noise, and a strong pull to attend that noise. His snout lifted skyward and he joined his sister's chorus before heading off in that direction. If the call hadn't been for him, he'd find out sooner or later, as he often did.

He found Wildfire sitting prim and proper near the edge of the caldera's claim. His eyes went to her tail, which twitched cat-like along the ground, but any perceived restlessness was probably the result of his sister's wanderlust. He'd long come to accept that aspect of her personality. So he drew near, none the wiser that he was the source of her nerves, and chuffed a brotherly greeting with a high wag of his tail.