Redhawk Caldera The Green is Great

Ever vigilant in her limping patrols, Fox completed her second circle around the caldera. It had taken her a slow week to do it, but she had consistently kept up with it. Of course, the herbs that Blue and Finley had brought her helped a great deal. She had ingested some of those that Finley had given her that morning, and was already feeling the effects of it now. It did take the pain away, that was for certain. It also made her extremely sluggish to react to just about anything. Which was strange, considering she felt like the world took leaps and bounds around her whenever she shifted her vision to something new. It was like she was time-traveling in some sort of strange wavy pattern. Speed way up, slow way down.

Fox had just ended one of the speedy time travel sessions, and she realized she was staring at a wolf she did not recognize. Or did she? She couldn't remember. She took a step forward, entranced by him, and sniffed the air. No, that was not familiar at all. “You,” she called out, “Who are you?”