Redhawk Caldera Hanging around

Burke was starting to feel better. He thought this sickness was going to kill him but thanks to the nutrition and fresh water he was slowly getting back on his paws. The former workaholic was starting to feel an itch again to at least do something. Yet, it was strange for him to be in the land of his 'enemies'. When he was still at Black Feather he hadn't made the best of friends. He also scared the red female youngster. He hadn't seen her around yet, probably meaning that she wasn't in this pack anymore. Same was probably the case for the red woman and black male leader. Their names weren't really important to him.

He had the feeling that if they were still around they might not have taken him in. He was one lucky bastard once more. Burke pushed himself to his feet with a grunt. He decided that he should at least explore this territory. See if he liked it. He always wondered what was so wonderful about this piece of land. As he started to walk it was evident that the male was getting older. His prime time was over. Burke disliked it, but he reminded himself that he could have been imprisoned at Blackfeather, which would be totally worse.