Redhawk Caldera bleh bleh bleh

Carefully away from the Alpha's den (or rather, the thing in which multiple squeaks were coming from), Ashmedai was digging out his own. It was nothing complicated - a hole in the ground somewhere against a tree, a place where he could sleep while he took the time to scout out an actual sleeping place. He was just in the process of patting down loose soil before it crumbled, and his work fell to pieces.

Feeling morbidly amused, Ashmedai let out a short, dark laugh.

And then, he started again, half waiting for someone to find him so he could actually do something and half just wanting to finish the job.