Redhawk Caldera On the trail of a loony klepto.

They could starve it out, thought Reyes—but that would require constant vigilance and he wasn't too invested in the thought after that point popped in to his head. Maybe if they faked disinterest and baited it out with remains from the cache it had been pillaging they could snap it up quickly? He tried to think of various scenarios that could be employed and in the end, Figment's suggestion won. Reyes did not think too long or hard on the subject, he just wanted to get the nuisance and be done with it.

Alright, he agreed and paced along one side of the mess, grabbing at some of the smaller branches and tugging and shaking at them so they would come free. Meanwhile the otter continued to writhe in its hiding place, spitting and hissing almost like a snake; it was backed-up against the furthest surface and scrambling to keep away from them.