Redhawk Caldera 800 cash, that's a hell of a deal!

In the hustle and bustle of preparing to leave the caldera, Fiadh hadn't noticed Tegan's disappearance. Well, sort of. It took a number of days before she realized her brother was absent. By then, she had done her part to dig up most of the pack's caches—a job she'd given herself, since she didn't know what else to do to help—and either distributed them to the natives or relocated their contents to lands beyond their former claim.
They were leaving, and it didn't really matter if someone else touched the food they'd left behind, but really, Fiadh felt kind of weird about anyone else being on the caldera. Peregrine and Fox were resting here, though she'd never known either of them, and it wouldn't do to attract scavengers to those bodies. Right?
Anyway, she was heading to the borders with a mostly rotten deer leg clutched awkwardly in her jaws when she spotted X flying overhead. Out of curiosity, she headed in the hawk's direction, and boy, was she glad she did. There on the borders were Tegan and Towhee, and she caught the tail end of the Alpha female's tirade, and then her eyes scanned over to Who The Fuck Is That, and then landed on her guilty brother as he spoke up.
Dropping the leg in a shower of rotted flesh and maggots, Fiadh smirked and taunted, "oh-oh-oooh, busted!"

Feel free to skip, she's just being a brat.