Redhawk Caldera i can feel your halo

There was something within the valley that lured the beasts. Even Hunt, found themselves arising from the winter slumber and moving themselves forward to this distant land. There he could smell brothers and sisters from all over, but yet come across any within. Slowly did he follow a trial, and yet all he picked up as wolves.

A disgruntled snort, an annoyance to the canines that thought they ruled everything. He detested them, especially with their numbers can grow quite annoying, and breed faster then the furless two-leggers. No forest was guarded enough for Hunt, as even the smell of the Redhawk was strong, he cared not. 

Passing through they could clearly smell them all, yet only the distant smell of another bear. However cloggy as their nose was, Hunt rose to his legs and peered about. There was a mighty roar from the beast, a calling to any brothers that may be within the wolf infested land.

Disgusting.