Redhawk Caldera A partridge in a pear tree

All welcome, but maybe someone he hasn't met? @Sassafras @Currawong @Lexy :)

With a light snow brushing his shoulders, Elwood trotted briskly around the wide base of the caldera. His mind was on hunting, although he didn't intend to actually bring down any prey during this particular excursion. Rather, he wanted to take stock of any herds within their territory or just outside of it; as was evidenced by the snowfall over the last few days, winter was quickly taking hold of the Teekon Wilds and wouldn't be relinquishing its grip for some time.

The silver male moved towards the borders, following the path of an all-too-familiar stream. He smiled as he hugged its curves, his gaze lingering on a flat rock at its edge. It was there that he had met Finley over a year ago; it was hard to believe that it had been that long, but at the same time it felt as though he had known her for ages. He paused long enough to affectionately press a forepaw against its chilled surface, then he went on his way.

He refocused his attention, nose skimming the frosted ground with flared nostrils. He hadn't had any luck just yet in finding a fresh trail, but he was still hopeful as the snow drifted lazily around him.

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.

Nope! Thanks for joining! :)

There was a voice from nearby, drawing Elwood's attention away from the task at hand. He looked up and his gaze fell on the dark coat of a male wolf. At first glance, he almost mistook the subordinate for Peregrine -- but he quickly noted the difference in eye color just as the other wolf's scent filled his nostrils. Though he wasn't familiar with this male, he smelled strongly of Redhawk territory and Elwood was able to assume that he was one of the newer recruits.

"Hey there. I'm Elwood," he said with a friendly wave of his tail. He waited for the other to return the introduction, then gestured towards the path he had been following. "I'm tracking the local herds; care to join me?" The offer hung in the cold air; Currawong could take it or leave it and Elwood would not be offended. He could complete his job with or without company, although he preferred to take the opportunity to get to know his packmate.

So sorry about the horrible lateness!

Elwood was friendly, he immediately recognised. The last time someone had been friendly with him... things got real awkward, real fast. But this was a new start (again) His tail swished pleasantly, to show he wasn't too frigid. A slight dip of his head in submission felt right as the male introduced himself. He was one of the Beta's, Currawong recognised. Though he had never met him before, he had made everyone's presence known to him, and was no fool to mistake the mad as a part of the middle tier. The idea of disrespecting a superior put a horrid picture in his mind. "My name is Currawong," he replied. 

While he would have kindly declined a few months ago, but now it was different. "Sure!" He agreed, trying to add extra emotion into his voice. Overall, he was interested. He had only hunted with Alpha's in the Teekon before, but yet, that was a pack ago. Perhaps he could learn from the male, seeing as how he had been so close to obtaining his Hunter trade before. He didn't know what much else to say, leaving the direction of the tracking up to Elwood. A deep intake of breath revealed many animals nearby, though he wasn't sure exactly what the male was looking for. Afterall, Elk and Deer were two very different animals.

Elwood quickly stored the other wolf's name in his memory. Currawong -- it was a unique title, and one that wouldn't easily be forgotten. In the next breath, Currawong accepted Elwood's offer to hunt, and the Beta offered him a grin and a firm nod of his head. "Thanks, man," he said with a swish of his tail, then turned away.

He lowered his nose to the ground and inhaled deeply, sifting through the scents that filled his nostrils. Nothing particularly interesting struck his fancy, but he began to stride through the snow anyway, ears tilted back to listen for the soft crunching of powder that would indicate that Currawong was following him.

They moved in silence for a short while, until Elwood suddenly drew up short. His tail curved over his back in excitement and he lifted his head to glance back at his companion. "This way," he said in a loud whisper, then accelerated, cresting a small hill that would overlook the plains near the very edge of the territory. Beyond grazed a small band of deer, nosing at the grass that poked up from beneath the snow.