Redhawk Caldera Knock after walking through the door

When he wasn't at home, knocke on shrooms, he was out foraging for more things to add to his medical stash. Which, in this case, he was, today. Even though another Nature frosted everything, that made it all th better to find what couldn't be found in the warm times. Red berries, the poisonous little red balls that only select birds could eat without reprocussions, was a great start.
If taken in minuet dosage, a wolf could regurgitate anything that could have been swallowed, and not agreed with his or her health.

He nipped a few off of their nice little branch, and tip topped back to his shack, only to walk to the sight of another at his door.
But this one, this one was special.

"Hey there, beautiful. Lookin for A golden dude? Green eyes? Smile that could make all da baes praise him? Stud with a vocab of awesomeness? I hate ta bust all ya bubbles, but he's out smashin a clown troop off base, at tha moment. In the name of some chick, I heard. May or may not return."

A charming smile broke though his facade, but he waited to hear what the stone layered babe had to say in response to his little tale.