Redhawk Caldera Monster

Since this has been sitting for well over a month, I'ma wrap it. :)

Neither one of the boys had much more to say on the subject. Perhaps Peregrine had overloaded them with information. He could see Whip in particular about to withdraw into a pensive silence. Forgetting about Ferret, Peregrine decided to seize an opportunity to hopefully distract his two better-behaved sons with something fun. Before their heavy conversation about death, Whip had been hunting bugs. Perhaps he'd like to go after something a bit bigger and more exciting?

"C'mon," the father said, poking first the nearer Gannet and, more gently, Whip. "That was kind of a heavy subject. So let's focus on something lighter. How about we work on tracking some rabbits? There's a warren at the edge of the territory I'd like to show you. C'mon," he repeated, his tone kind but also imperative. Peregrine wouldn't take no for an answer and waited for each of his sons to collect their feet before leading them off toward the eastern side of the caldera.