Redhawk Caldera friends become family

Set for the evening of November 1st.

Fox awoke minutes before the sky grew dark, rolling over to wake Peregrine before remembering the horrible truth of the matter. She stayed there for quite some time, unable to move, but unable to fall back asleep, hoping for peace but getting none of it. Whatever Raven had brought her earlier in the day had worn off, and Fox was wide-awake and weary at the same time. Eventually, she got up on her feet, shook her coat, and decided that the best course of action would be to seek out @Shrike.

She began where she was, then headed north, looking for any indication of his scent. A few times, she had thought she had found a fresh trail, only to be disappointed when it faded into nothingness. Fox stopped at a creek to drink, wincing when she leaned down and the wound on her back was tight against her shoulder blade. Peregrine had always been the hunter, not her, but she had to try to find Shrike. The Redhawk continued to meander throughout the territory, but she couldn't muster up the courage (or perhaps the intelligence) to call out for him.