Redhawk Caldera Shaken, not stirred

@Pantaleimon? :)

She spent the morning roving the borders with her father. As they finished their patrol and headed home for an early lunch, Wildfire couldn't decide if she was glad or disappointed that nothing had happened. It had really been rather dull and boring. She couldn't see why Nightjar or Raven wanted to be Wardens. Of course, she didn't make a single peep of complaint. It wasn't Wildfire's style, and she was glad to have spent some time with her dad, especially while he was awake.

Halfway home, they crossed paths with Fox, who told Wildfire to go ahead; they would be right behind her. The girl shot her parents a mistrustful look but did as she was told, trotting to the rendezvous site. She emerged in the clearing and made a beeline for one of the nearer caches. She pulled a whole rabbit out of it and began to eat ravenously. By the time she finished it ten minutes later, her parents hadn't appeared. Why was she somehow not surprised?

Wildfire rose and padded to the edge of the clearing, then moved forward into the scrub. She didn't intend to go far. She just wanted to maybe look around for some additions to her collection. She had been so focused on earning her Warrior stripes lately that she really hadn't done much collecting. Wildfire would always be a Naturalist first and foremost, so it was good to get back to nature.