Redhawk Caldera jaguar

Ever a guarded wolf, Kaizer turned keenly as soon as Fox's approach became apparent. The there she was, coming like a tide of fire and napalm; a force to be reckoned with. He watched her fast approach warily, chin lifted only to carry her gift properly, but his muzzle instinctively tucked when she dove forward. He left himself open for assault, but surprisingly her motion was only to catch the tail end of the otter, meaning to snatch it from him. Under normal circumstance— and mostly because it was for her— Kaizer would have immediately relented the carcass to her. But driven by hormones, and turned frisky by her scent, the male clamped down with a blatantly playful growl. He gave her more pull, coming with the meal instead of relinquishing it, before tugging back with a sharp turn of his head.