Redhawk Caldera cakes with threatening auras

Did you think this was over?

That's cute. I mean, it's nice to have a moment to breathe and all. In. Hold it. Out. All that good stuff. A brief but welcome respite from an undeniably traumatic experience. Shame then, that someone could just come along -- and well, ruin that.

Surprise! One terrifying bodily function later and this is what was wrought.

Callahan was but a nameless, thoughtless -- idiot thing. Healthy, by the way his stubby little limbs squirmed instinctively toward any source of warmth, but little more than a slightly perceiving plant or rock. He fought hard along the den floor, making little to no progress on his own.