Redhawk Caldera The crow flies straight

He watched as she considered his request, appearing to truly mull it over before replying. The offer that she put on the table was enough to make Elwood groan. Dramatically, he threw a paw across his eyes, leaning away from Tempest.

"Oh, please, anything but that. I'm already Somnia's slave, and she's an evil queen. How about...I catch something fresh for you?" he suggested instead. He would have given her the duck at his feet, but he had the feeling that she would prefer something that wasn't a few days old. Besides, he was already tired of plucking feathers and wouldn't mind a hunt to get his circulation flowing again.