Redhawk Caldera uncast shadow of a southern myth

Panther had been stalking a hare when the call sprang up, throwing his concentration and also effectively costing him a meal. Really, it had cost the kids a meal, since he had intended to bring it to them at any rate. He had recently been able to snag himself a mouse, so was able to put aside his peckish thoughts for a time while he hunted for the others. It was difficult though, because everything was starting to feel a little desperate, and his mouth would start watering at the mere thought of the word "prey". Made it difficult to daydream some days, and this fact, coupled with his failure to bring something to the meeting, made for a very gloomy Panther when he arrived after most everyone else.

Blue eyes traveled to his older sister, whose eye looked better... maybe... and then his gaze washed appreciatively over Peregrine before dropping fondly to the gathered children. One of his nephews, the ravager of the bunch, had already chosen his target, and Panth was suddenly grateful for his slower arrival. Taking seat in a position that would make him the least likely next target for Ferret's "affections", he turned a quiet eye on the adults, not caring to mention his failure to bring them that rabbit.