Redhawk Caldera Saving people, hunting things: the family business.

Phox shrugged, not exactly sure how much bigger they would need to be before they could eliminate whomever they wanted. When she said she should stay with Raven, he huffed. Thankfully, she offered up a decent compromise, and he beamed. "Yeah!" he blurted, causing Owl to look over at them briefly. Thankfully, her attention was redirected toward Raven a second later.

-Intruder this way,- he signed, pretty sure that they could track something down over in this direction. At least they could try to, anyway! He lumbered along, eventually picking out the scent of a—wait for it—fox. He bristled, then gave Towhee a mischievous look. -Intruder,- he signaled, and began to follow the trail.