Redhawk Caldera A partridge in a pear tree

Hope i'm not too late!

After the cursade of the fox hole, he vowed never to enter a confined space again. Eventually, the amount of strain lifted from his body weight gave way. Overall, the experiance had been traumatic and would later cause the fear of small spaces all together. But in that moment, he was just happy to be breathing natural air again. 

Redhawk was a vast and varied terrain unlike anything his paws had wandered before. There was rocks, grasslands, mountains, water, it would take him long to plot every point of it correctly, but he was more than happy to explore his new home. He had almost earned his Outrider trade before the pack fell, and him stranded on his own. While he was no longer bitter about the betrayal, his spirit of trust had greatly depleted. Hopefully, Redhawk would help regain what he had lost. But he was one of the ranks, and he would learn to trust them no matter his past experiences.

His nose twitched, picking up the scent of a pack member nearby. While he was not in the most perfect mood, he would not skip out a chance to meet one for his packmates. Socializing was good, apparently. 
As he neared the male, he noticed the higher rank that came with him. This was one of the Beta's, he presumed. "Hello" He greeted, not one of many words. The man seemed to be sniffing for something, having noticed the air from his breath freeze in the frosted air. If the man needed help with something, he was ready to do so. Upon admission into Redhawk he had made a promise of loyalty and prosperity, one that he didn't take lightly.