Redhawk Caldera of fine little friends you have made

Rescue as requested! I don't mind short threads by the way. In fact I generally gravitate toward them ^_^;

Ferret watched his brother through narrowed, predatory eyes as he chased after a leaf, one of the few to survive the locust storm, probably because it was already dead (or so imagines Kris). His legs were folded, but soon unfurled as the devil rose to his paws, spotting yet another opportunity to assert himself as the resident pain in the ass. Ferret shot forward into a sprint as he made to intercept his brother, determined to snatch the leaf out from in front of him.