"Remember Calvin, you are not to be a hero. If you are in trouble, run. I don't want you risking yourself to any damage by using your fire abilities. Try to get back here if you can and if not, hide. These are your best options." "Be careful, little brother. I....I wish I could take your place, but-" "-Don't get yourself killed, dipshit. And you, stop beating yourself up." "......................" "I won't let you guys down! I'll bring back some fish for Terrance, you wait!" Worn out paws trekked across the stone floor of...wherever the hell he was, he didn't even know at this point. Hunting fish was bullshit! The smart little bastards he had run into were all hanging around in a group and whenever he thought he was close enough to catch any stragglers, some jerk would set off an alarm and they'd all scatter! Leaving him in the dust with no hope left and crushed dreams..... "This is never going to work. I'm not going to be able to get anything like this." It was only when he cast his gaze downward that he noticed small splatters of red on the path. His pace increased; the splatters started to grow in size and diameter and when he finally got to the source, it looked like a fish massacre had taken place. A large-size of meat was leftover from what he assumed to be a larger meal; Calvin hesitantly made his way to the meat. It was quickly clenched in his teeth and he tried to keep a good eye on his surroundings. He saw footsteps leading away from the mess and wanted to get out of there with the meat before they got back... Whoever caused this was someone he did not want to mess with
