Redhawk Caldera in a chaise and four to see the place,

come meet an asshat!

he was pulling his weight. thus far the man spent plenty of time in and out of the save collecting dead things that had just up and died in the territory. this cold was incredibly taxing on everyone, and he was surprised that not a single wolf had been found dead in the snow yet, he gave it another week before a packmate died.

today he brought in a pair of rabbits. the one was surprisingly fat for the winter season, but they were both stiff as stone. he dropped the thinner of the two in the center of the cave, taking the fatter one back to munch on. he disliked being the lesser of the pack here, but he was, at least, only here temporarily.