Redhawk Caldera Back before birthdays were something she dreads

If Cinar could not hunt well enough to provide, he would at the very least help with the aftermath.

Making his way to the site of recent hunting after barks had silenced, he only found Hotah. It was difficult to resist frowning.

Cinar wasn't unfriendly in the least, keen on meeting unfamiliar faces and making the connections he thought necessary.. but Hotah had the misfortune of arriving in the midst of his recent escapades. He had been left troubled, and without time for proper introductions.

He stood at a distance now, questioning whether or not this would be the right time.