Redhawk Caldera Suicide

He followed her gaze as she looked out towards Haunted Wood, though he focused on her face as she provided him the information he had requested. There was a prickling along his spine as his fur stiffened slightly; he stored the name of the wolf in his mind. Goober. What the hell kind of name was that?

Had Fox and Peregrine not been preoccupied with their pups, he might have tried to take Wildfire to them -- or bring them to her, despite the fact that she didn't want them to know she had trespassed. But on top of that, she seemed to be uncomfortable in her own skin, and simply expressed her desire to go home. He wasn't going to hold her here against her will, not when she had been through so much, but he worried about her returning to Moonspear on her own.

"I'll go with you," he offered with a firm nod of his head, hoping not to give her any room to refuse. He took a few steps forward. "I can walk with you and make sure you get there safely."