Redhawk Caldera The demigorgon stole my sister

He listened with care, storing everything that was told to him in his brain. He did not want to forget this sort of information, but he doubted he would. He had never forgotten something important, and if he had, he wouldn't have remembered it. I'll make sure to meet them soon. He said with a face that was deep in thought. He was making a schedule of things that he needed done. Firstly he would scout out to find some herbs and cobwebs. Perhaps, if the water in the Caldera was clean enough, he could dig a den near there. Perhaps he could build a garden, if that wasn't done already. It would help him greatly to not climb over the walls of the volcano each time. Then he would make an effort to socialize with these wolves. And finally, he could join the search for Lucy, if his hunting skills were not needed here.

The description if this "monster" was interesting. Trick knew no one with red eyes. He had not even ran into wolves on his travel with red glowing eyes. As the kid nodded, he doubted the boy for a moment. Perhaps he had been fooled by lighting. But he didn't dare to say it out loud, afraid to either offend uncle P, the fluffball or the betas. 

I'll go stock up on some herbs right away. I want to be as much help as I can. He then looked at the rat before him that he had caught to snack upon. He wasn't that hungry, but finding the cache was going to be a waist of his time, now with all these tasks to do. Please, do take my catch. He nosed the rat closer to them, then turned after a bow. He froze and quickly turned to them again.

It was nice meeting you, Lagan, and great talking to you again, uncle P. He winked to the alpha.