Redhawk Caldera A Possible Acceptance

She did everything right—averted her eyes, lowered her body, answered promptly—which caused Peregrine to relax slightly. He remained tense, eyes sharp, but the growl died in his throat and his tail gave a few snappy flicks rather than sticking out from his rear end like a poker.

"If you're such a good hunter, why have you come here empty-handed?" the Alpha asked, putting her on the spot. He liked to make newcomers squirm for the sake of it, though it was a pertinent enough question. Many wolves said they could hunt and fight—and he greatly valued such assets—but was he going to accept her on her word? Probably not.