Redhawk Caldera i was normal three cats ago

The moving tail emboldened him, and he intensified his efforts. His growls turned into exciteable, but muffled, barks as he continued to fight with this wolf, determined to drag it across the ground to be buried into some hole, or something. He was not entirely sure what his end game was, only that he wanted to flaunt his betterness by toting Eljay around like a prize or prisoner.

Yet, he was but a boy, and his attention span when not augmented with extreme stubborness was limited. He abruptly abandoned the tail, peered briefly at Eljay, and then turned and with his nose to the ground started to walk a seemingly aimless trail.