Redhawk Caldera On the trail of a loony klepto.

Reyes didn't stop, but nor did Fig. His eyes flew across the dug up cache as he cantered past, clueing him in at least a little to what was going on. He didn't stop to grab onto the scent to know that whatever they were chasing wasn't much of a threat, so in his mind, it became something grander and far more fierce than it truly was. It didn't occur to him that not being able to see it was a clue as to its size.

In any event, he picked up his pace swiftly and brought himself alongside the other boy, intent now on driving away the... coyote maybe? Didn't matter. Reyes clearly wanted it out of their territory, so Fig would help.