Redhawk Caldera Misplaced hours

Yeah, I think if something seems iffy again, we need to make sure that everyone learns to fight reasonably well.  There definitely wasn't time before.  I'm hoping things will settle down now and we won't have to worry about it for a good long while. He definitely emphasized that.  Quixote was done with the days of endless war.  If the Caldera became like the pack he'd left, he'd just leave and try again.  There were other lands and other packs.  The group I was in was maybe a little stacked fighter-wise.  Towhee, me.. And I think Finley held her own pretty well too, but I wasn't able to see.  He shrugged.  There was a whole level of being able to organize things if the pack all could fight.  Maybe in the future.  But hopefully it wouldn't be necessary.  He'd do what he could to prevent trouble in the meantime.

He looked towards the cache a moment, then back, Anyway, stay here and I'll be right back with what I find.

Quixote headed off up the slopes a bit at a quick pace.  It didn't take him long to get there, so the majority of his time was spent sniffing around trying to figure out what was buried.  There were a few smallish things, but he finally fond what he was pretty sure was an extra frosty hare.  That was what he focused on uncovering.  Once it was free, Quixote poked around and dislodged some kind of small rodent that he'd buried there earlier in the season (Gopher? Vole?  Rat?  Definitely an ice cube.) and buried it closer to the surface.

He wandered back and delivered the rabbit.  If it turns out that's not enough, it was missing a leg and quite a bit of its guts, there's like a rat or something I moved closer to the surface.  Should just be snow on it now.  It was one of the few good things about winter and early spring was the snow stored stuff incredibly well.