Redhawk Caldera born to run

Probably last post for Marbas. Blame my co-conspirator!

Marbas was already far from the territory. There was a clear trail to be followed, but he ran with a single-mindedness that he did not posess when his head was clear. Lotte's face swam before his vision, and he imagined that she was running before him, her dark flank ever out-of reach. Very soon, he found himself crossing rivers and navigating prey-scented forests - but his prey was already in his jaws.