Redhawk Caldera departures

With the abandonment of Fox's heat, came too the abandonment of her exclusive attention to Kaizer. Though not nearly as vivid as before, he still felt much the same, and his want to possess her -- or at least her trust and respect -- remained as surely as he did within the caldera. She had stopped seeking him, but that didn't mean he was done trying to impress her. It wasn't love as much as it was ambition. Relationships should be advantageous, not emotional, in his opinion; and it was unlikely for him to stray too soon from this mentality he'd been instilled with since childhood.

Knowing the alpha female was a voracious creature -- soon to be more so with his seed buried inside her -- he hunted more than he did  anything else. On today's menu was raccoon, a fat scavenger pawing among the dirt and nettles for old berries fallen at the base of shedding pine. Kaizer was crouched silently some yards back, eyeing his quarry and judging the distance between them, the strength he would need to apply to close said distance, and the precise spot on which he would bury his teeth.

A minute later the struggle was finished, and he was toting the grey bandit on his search for Fox. By the time he found her, she was with one of her sons; the more solemn one, though he had seen none of that upon their initial "meeting." Kaizer stood back, dropping the catch at his feet and reclining to watch them both with a curious cant of his head. Either of you hungry?