Redhawk Caldera Don't deserve it - Don't deserve you

Ragwort, ragwort, ragwort, he repeated over and over again to not lose track of what he was doing. With this he drove the terrifying sight of Peregrine's dead body out of his head, for the most part, and managed to smile for the first time in a few days. It was a small gesture and a tiny step in the right direction, but still so far from total sanity. Finally he spotted the herb that might help him sleep, but his peace was disturbed by Red Ear. His smile wavered, his muscles tensed up but his gaze was pointed at the plant. The flowers were gone, but he recognized it nonetheless. This was what he needed, even though he had a small amount dried for winter. 

I'm not hungry, Red Ear. He lied in a cold voice. You could barely see the rise of his hackles since his fur was so spiked and messed up, but he did it anyway. he knew Fox was in heat, but he had no plans to claim her as his own. He did not need anyone - it had been him against the world for a long time, and old habits died hard. He made his way around Red Ear to start digging out the plant he wanted to use for tonight.