Heron Lake Plateau oh to be alone with you

Yesss I was waiting for this >:D

After the chaos that was their encounter with the Redhawk clan, Redshank had fled to tend to his wounds (either physical or emotional or both depending how that other thread plays out), losing Screech and that new girl, Niamh, in the process. He now emerged from the thicket he had disappeared into that fringed the Plateau, spending the next few hours trailing the borders, hoping he would come across his friends again. He didn't trust his apparent family, or that head bitch, and so didn't dare call for him lest he attract their attention.

To his relief, Screech instead let out a howl of his own, and the Cairn came running.

He spotted him striding along the northern edge of what could of been their home, clearly distressed. "Screech!" He barrelled towards him, breaking through the low lying shrubs as if he couldn't get to his friend soon enough. "Dude, where were you? Are you okay?" It was a moment of rare, genuine concern, but Redshank was quick to reign it in, his face twisting into its usual scowl once again as he spat, "those fuckers."