Redhawk Caldera He's just a different kind of kid

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Along the very edges of the lake where the water lapped there were almost always footprints sunk into the mud. Nowadays though, if a set of tracks was left behind overnight they would develop the thinnest layer of frosty ice across them. And while he usually patrolled the lake to keep a tally on the numbers of prey animals in the area...There was also something so satifsfying about the crunch that ice made underfoot- so he went in search of some of those. 

His ears flicked forward when he caught Fennec's scent. Nothing unusual for her to come to the lake, really. He felt no reason why he should avoid her so he carried on and eventually caught sight of her just as she was spooked by a muddy toad, jumping out of her way. 

Her first reaction was to snap- noted, but he didn't dwell on it. 

"You do know those'll give you warts, right?" He said. "Or are witches immune to warts?"