Redhawk Caldera It's a long way down

The rain made hunting difficult, if he hadn't heard the squeal he'd have passed right by. Valour followed the sound, lost in thought about the pups and the lack of anyone besides Hela showing their faces much. What had happened to the pack while he was gone? It seemed to be near vacant, though he knew there were still wolves doing their job for the caches stayed filled enough. A grunt in the distance gave him direction and he picked up his pace, eyes alert as they swept through the Caldera finally landing on a familiar sight. A large brown furred man stalking toward the same place he was, the name took a moment but he gave a low chuff to gather his attention "Memory!" he greeted as he padded closer, ears perked and tail giving a friendly wag. "I think we're hunting the same thing" he pointed out the predicament unafraid, studying the older warrior "Do you want to work together?" he asked not bothering to wait for pleasantries to pass. The rain soaked into his fur weighing him down and he shook his head as rivulets ran down into his eyes, blinding him for a moment. 

I'm all kinds of rusty, sorry for the crappy start