Redhawk Caldera redbone

Fox spent a majority of her time at the rendezvous site, and she was there when the call resounded through the territory. With a heavy sigh (and not terribly pleased to be leaving her family), Fox sauntered toward the source of the howl. When she arrived, Shrike and Ash were heading off a younger tan wolf who looked like he'd just been told he was grounded for the rest of his childhood. Curious, Fox drew in closer, only to hear Ash's final remarks about the cache.

"Fuck that!" Fox spat and leapt at the stranger, jaws open and ready to clamp onto whatever she could grab. If he (or the other two newer recruits) expected her to show mercy, they were terribly mistaken. Anybody who stole from them was an enemy. How did these two not know that? At the very least, they were going to get a stern talking to.