Redhawk Caldera don't you ever tame your demons -- always keep them on a leash
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If rest was for the dead, then Fox wanted no part of it. Perhaps a weaker wolf would have resolved to die rather than heal, but Fox was no weakling. She had proven than more than once. To the sea witch's question, Fox replied, “Yes. Wouldn’t yours?” Was that not the purpose of a pack? To protect its pledges and ensure that they thrived? Not only would they, but Fox had seen her pack kill for her on multiple occasions. Perhaps it had not been this pack, but she felt the same sense of camaraderie here that she had in the creek during those times. The cougar, coyotes, and Tortuga wolves had been foolish to tempt the Swiftcurrent bunch. Idly, Fox wondered if they had ever done the same for Bazi.

Fox wondered what this one's relationship was to the leader that she had met before. Aktaie, was it? She did not ask, though, preferring silence to idle chitchat. And yet, she knew she could not—would not—leave this stranger to linger here while she resumed her patrol. No, she would wait until this one departed before moving on, knowing that it would be more secure that way. Besides, there were plenty of other redhawk wolves keeping their borders safe elsewhere.
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