Redhawk Caldera not enough to go around

He was glad that Jaws was receptive to his suggestion, and fell into step alongside his packmate. "Absolutely," he agreed; two full bladders would be better than one. There would be plenty of scent-marking done once they had both drank their fill. The Beta led the way to the stream, which was only a few hundred yards from where Jaws had paused; it trickled down from the slope of the caldera, presumably making its way to Lake Rodney at some point.

"So," he started amiably after a few steps, "tell me about your little friend." He gestured with his snout towards the bird that was still perched stubbornly atop Jaws' skull.