Redhawk Caldera Hungry eyes

Please skip Rue's turn while Phox and Reyes interact. She's just watching. 

Not one, but two howls of desperation had echoed across the Caldera from seemingly different origin points, and Rue was beside herself with worry. Hearing the call in which she was requested by name was particularly heart-wrenching. It sounded like it came from the Bramblepoint forest, but Rue knew she couldn't manage the slope down from the Caldera yet (she tried nearly every morning). 

So that left her stuck in the Caldera, pacing fretfully. She could try to hobble her way towards either of the distress calls, but it would probably be sunset by the time she got there. It's not like she was going to be any help in a fight or even running messages or supplies. She would be useless. 

She limped toward the nearest medical cache, because that was the most helpful thing she could think to do. She could at least get the cache opened up for whoever might be coming for the supplies. If someone who was injured happened to appear, she could to her best to help patch them up. She had some rudimentary knowledge of wound-care. 

She heard Phox's voice up ahead, growling a warning. Rue shuffled forward, peering through the trees. Who was that with him? Wasn't that Towhee's guy? Rue continued to creep forward. 

Rue couldn't think if she had ever seen Phox angry like this before. What could have happened?  Her heart leapt into her throat. Towhee. Had this guy hurt her?