Redhawk Caldera It's a long way down

Within seconds Memory squared off with the mother beast and the air filled with screeches and sounds he didn't think he'd ever forget. Watching Frozen with wide eyes he saw the prey strike back with ferocity that had him shaken. It was the stench of blood that brought him to his senses and he darted for the piglings crushing their throats between his jaws mercifully fast each time glancing upwards to see another bloody, terrifying point of the bloody war of a battle between Memory and prey


Finishing as the Sow was torn open Valour stared slack jawed dazed by the sheer force of the smell of organ flesh and blood. As Memory teased him light as day he was slow to reply, looking at him with round eyed awe before dropping his head to nudge at the piglets. "kidnapped and tormented by rogue mixed bloods" blunt as it was he wasn't fazed by his own trauma and felt awkward "I took em out, one by one though so.... That's good?" he looked back up at Memory seeking some form of approval.