Redhawk Caldera The View from Halfway Down

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 The day was mauzy, with humidity and the threat of a late afternoon thunderstorm darkening the horizon and making the air feel warm and close. He could hear the rumble faintly, and wondered if the storm might slide by and pass the caldera, or if he should move to somewhere more sheltered. 
     On the Southern edge of the lake, he had a great view from where he lay. He was close to the edge of the cliff, with one paw hanging over, and his muzzle slung over one bent elbow. He didn't look down- he looked out, toward the slowly moving clump of dark clouds. The wind picked up; it was cooler, almost suddenly. The storm would come, but he wouldn't move out of its path.