Redhawk Caldera Operational update

Mayday, mayday!

Bluejay opened his little muzzle and let out a squalling cry as some kind of wet, unpleasant enemy toxin leaked out and spread beneath his fur.  It wasn't so much a cry of upset as it was a declaration of war on the feeling.  

You'll never take me alive!

He abandoned eating and pinwheeled his little forepaws to try and right himself and crawl away.  Fortunately air rescue came in before he needed to because he wasn't making much headway in getting turned the right direction.