Redhawk Caldera Crush toast.

As soon as Lyric joined the game, tides shifted in their favorite. Two on one, their prey was quickly subdued — and Carolina delivered a devastating (though still only puppy-strength) bite to the rabbit's throat. Blood finally poured forth instead of just seeping, and her heart kicked into overdrive at the somewhat unfamiliar flavor.

Fresh. She liked it.

And, for the first time, her brother was not her prey, but her hunting partner. Her own blood sang with the rightness of it. Clumsy and childish as their efforts had been, it was an important lesson to the young girl. Her tail spun in erratic circles, and she grinned wide around the rabbit that was still kicking weakly in their combined jaws.