Redhawk Caldera native boomerang

Had it been anybody else, she would have retorted with a remark about how she knew exactly what it felt like. Fox had ruined countless friendships when she had fucked things over at the creek. Nobody had been on her side except, in some sense, Peregrine. Not to mention the fact that Haunter's death had kicked the whole thing off. But she knew that saying any of these things would solve nothing and would likely only make things worse.

If he would allow it, Fox craned her neck to lick at his eyes. She had never seen him like this, nor had she ever wanted to. Every time she tried to fix things, she only made them worse, it seemed. Even now, she felt the plateau was better off without her there. It had been obvious for a long time that nobody (sans the few who were now at the caldera) had wanted her there in the first place.