Redhawk Caldera The safety dance.

It had been some time since Arslan saw such an area. Tail waving gently he walked along the edge of the Caldera. But he had no time to be a tourist.

The scent of another carried by the wind, he lifted his chin to let out a long howl. He would need to speak to as many wolves as possible if he wished to pass this by quickly.

Once he found Soto's desired guest he would have the chance to rest, to wander as he pleased. Travel could be fun of course, but he found it to be much more troublesome when there was a goal in mind.