Redhawk Caldera wake the devil

She heard the shout before she saw the creature in the distance, emerge from the snow for just long enough to glance over its shoulder before it plunged back into a run again, sending a small spray of snow behind it. It'd eluded Reyes, she assumed, and she chuckled softly to herself. A penchant for foul language obviously ran in the family. And while she figured she ought to hunt him down and see how he'd been doing, she figured her answer was clear enough in the anguish of his shout, and that he'd probably be beligerent if she approached him now. 

So she simply continued on her way, unknowingly moving parallel to Reyes who was just out of sight over the fold of the horizon. She froze when she heard Meerkat's plaintive voice, which made her heartbeat immediately quicken. Meerkat was here? She'd just warned the wolves of the Glen about there being a cougar in their neck of the wolves, why would she come here?! While she was still giving her right front leg rest from the bone-deep gash across her shin, she hobbled as quickly as she could toward the borders where Meerkat's howl had come from, hoping to usher her in to safety as soon as possible, and give her a scolding for taking such a risk. She knew Meerkat and Bronco were close, but for her to risk her life just to come and visit her siblings was a fool's errand.