Redhawk Caldera Ashes, ashes, we all fall down

Shrike was distracted from the grass-munching oddity beside him and shrank slightly when not one but both of the alphas commanded him to leave Ferret on his own. He wondered vaguely if they'd understood what he'd meant by offering to go find the youth- he, of course, had missed the entire scuffle and had not yet deduced that Ferret had been exiled from the pack. It was his instinct to go after the young boy, track him down and bring him back screaming, biting and flailing if necessary, but neither Peregrine nor Fox seemed inclined to want the boy back. He frowned slightly, thinking of what Ferret might do out on his own. The bad-tempered youth would have a hard time finding another pack to join if his manners did not improve.

He was asked, then to help Peregrine get back to the rendezvous site and he nodded, casting one more are you crazy? look at Sassafras before he stepped alongside the alpha, gingerly placing himself by the alpha's side and he glanced over to Elwood as he offered to go find Trick. A medic? That'd be a help. Shrike lowered his head in a quiet nod, so the alpha knew he was ready to help him amble back to the rendezvous site when he was ready.