Redhawk Caldera turning to ash

Fox actually did enjoy jokes. It was probably Finley that really brought that out in her, but she let her lips curl when Siv motioned to her spidery, slender legs. Her name was something amusing, too, if only because Fox could see her calling Siv by her full name rather than just "Siv." They had hunting pretty well covered, but another wolf who was skilled was never a bad thing. It was the latter skill—the fishing—that really caught Fox's attention. She wasn't sure if the caldera actually had any fish in it, but she assumed that it did. And if not, there was a huge lake nearby that most certainly had plenty of fish.

"We could use a fisher..." Fox mused aloud, pondering for a moment. She was fairly certain that Peregrine wouldn't mind learning, provided he didn't already know how. She'd never seen him fish, but he did boast about being a gamekeeper, so perhaps he already knew how. "Why don't you come along and help me mark the borders then?" Fox said, taking a step forward (wincing as she did so) to brush against Siv and claim her for the caldera. "This is Redhawk Caldera. The caldera—the lake—part is actually at the tippy-top of the mountain. It's why the top looks chopped off. Be careful of the icy slopes, though. It's why I'm walking with a limp."