Redhawk Caldera kenton talks dead hikers

They made it to the hilltop, not without heaps of effort. Killdeer promptly collapsed so Caracal tumbled down beside him, grinning. He kicked out a leg to touch to his companion's side, feeling Killdeer's heartbeat echoing the hard pounding in his own chest.

"Guess this means I'm a diseased asshole," the red youngster quipped breathlessly, lolling bonelessly in the grass. "Don't forget to check out the views," he added, struggling to prop up on his elbow and point them out if Killdeer didn't know what he meant.