Redhawk Caldera jaguar

She flinched when his nose touched her own ear, and she very nearly curled her lip at him, but Fox refrained. He broke the silence then, and she pulled back. "Fox," she replied, but hesitated on the surname. Was she even a Redhawk without Peregrine here? They had been the Redhawks together. Their children were Redhawks through and through, but without her other half, Fox hardly felt like one. And yet... "Redhawk." Yes, she was still a Redhawk. That question now had an answer.

Fox did not attempt to further the conversation beyond that. She already knew his name, and the rest she needed to know would be realized in due time. He would prove himself here, at Redhawk Caldera. Kaizer would not have an easy go of it by any means. He would need the approval of her children and her closest friends in order to weasel his way to the top.

The "incautious red wrecking ball" (a title so fitting) pulled away from him then, taking a step back and beckoning him to follow her into her realm. Kaizer would start at the bottom, just like everybody else.