Redhawk Caldera I ain't got a theme yet

Pure fun, and then the ground beneath his paws began to shift dramatically. He scrambled for purchase and failed to grasp on, tumbling down the slope and landing in the furs with a muffled grunt. 

A heartbeat went by, after which Killdeer let loose a shrieking squeal akin to a teakettle going off, except you don't even like tea and what the fuck is this doing in my kitchen? The sound eventually subsided into whimpers, but it was clear he was quite irked about the situation. 

He rolled around in dramatic fits, apparently having chosen the thespian approach over any kind of silent, reserved stoicism.