Redhawk Caldera A map to a one man maze

No need. You're good!

The Phoenix was on high alert, ecspecially at night where more things might've passed his vision if he wasn't being too attentive. However there was a notable shift in movement that caught his undivided attention.

In the distance just across where he stood, there was the silhouette of a small wolf -- and from that silhouette peered a set of lavender orbs that seemed to glow under the moonlight's reflection. This glare of color, and the feminine-shapped shadow; it was the only two things he could make out.

"Who...." The Phoenix's mismatched gaze squinted as if trying to see if he could make anything else out from this lighting, before eventually giving up and turning to face them instead. His gaze was wary, and his stance tall and postured in alert. 

"Evenin' ma'am," It was quite literally, way past evening, but whatever. "You're near Redhawk's borders. Can I help you with somethin'?"