Redhawk Caldera Partners in crime

Sure! I have some time tonight, and a little bit tomorrow, but then I have to study.I'll archive.

He turned his back to the female, doing exactly what he feared others would do without a second thought. He bit his lip until it started to bleed, and after he refrained to lick it up. He didn't like the taste of blood anymore. He didn't like anything anymore. He had no reason to keep on going, to keep working his way to the top - yet he could not stop either. He just needed time alone, or not at all. Perhaps traveling would do him well, but he doubted Fox would let him go with winter coming. He seemed to be the only one still providing full time for the caldera (At least, he liked to think so) and felt like they couldn't miss him.

Speak of the devil - He turned his head to her with a raised eyebrow, but still he was frowning. She was going anyway, despite him needing her around. Hatred with some sort of passion was burning inside of him, and every single thing about her made him want to scream. Whatever! He called out after from between his teeth. With force he yanked his head toward his den, and padded away.