Redhawk Caldera Whenever you hear the wind in the canyon.

He had not been far from his family when the call came. Soon Reyes would make his appearance carrying a long-legged carcass; he'd found the water bird wading near the western lake (Rodney) and chased it just for fun, figuring the racy old thing would take wing and be done with him swiftly enough. Instead when it had tried to take flight there was a malfunction of some kind, causing the bird to do a ridiculous hop and then crash; he had found it easily enough after that with a broken neck, clinging to life. 

As he carried the now dead body of the bird towards the Hobbit Hole, that broken neck swung like a dippy bird and occasionally caught on low branches. Reyes hastened along after tugging it free for the upteenth time and, tossing it down like a pile of sad sticks across the mouth of the hollow, set to work cleaning the bits of feather out from between his teeth.

A few feet away sat Ruenna, doing something similar. He caught her eye and then looked to where Towhee was waiting, prowling over.