Redhawk Caldera Going late night, who needs a fantasy?

Fading, as discussed!

From his distant vantage point, Caracal couldn't make out the words Sphyra said to Tierra. It boded well that she wasn't screaming, though. He still held his breath. Out of the two of them, Tierra was definitely the one particularly prone to raising her voice. But her twin must've said something right, as the shouting match seemed to have come to an end.

His head cocked when the pair of them eventually moved off in tandem, their movements effortlessly synchronized. He raised a paw, wondering if he could come along if everyone was going to get along, then put his foot back on the ground. It might've been fun to join his sisters on a hunt, if that's still what they were doing, but Caracal sensed that he should just leave them t(w)o it.