Redhawk Caldera (M) Turn on your record player and run into a world of beautiful collaboration.

Rue hadn't managed to get a good night's sleep in so long that she'd pretty much forgotten what it felt like. Her chronic pain only allowed her a few hours' rest at a time; anything more than that, and her back stiffened to the point of being almost unbearable. It wasn't unusual for her leave the Hobbit Hole several times throughout the course of the night, just to move around and stretch.

At this particular moment, Rue was out for a early morning stroll. She was surprised to find a small group gathering outside the shared den when she arrived home. Curious, Rue moved toward her packmates, who from a distance appeared to just be shadows hunkered down outside the den's main opening. She joined the others without a word-- they seemed to be in the middle of questioning Towhee-- and she attempted to piece together the context clues about what exactly was going on here.