Redhawk Caldera [m] Kamikaze

Fox set upon Junior's corpse. As the dust settled and the Caldera wolves regrouped around the macabre focal point of their less-than-regular morning, he watched the fire-kissed mother rip and tear and brutalize the dark corpse. Her mate tried to coax her away, but Fox was having none of it, slicing his lip and throwing verbal acid back in Peregrine's face when he spoke. Pura watched a dribble of spit and blood stretch from his step-father's lip and land on Junior's unmoving leg. The hot saliva pooling beneath his tongue spilled through his teeth, and there was a hungry look in his glassy eyes. Even his groin ached strangely. When Pura broke away to peer between his legs, he was met by the sight of something red and angry stretching towards Junior's still-warm body.