Redhawk Caldera mayday! mayday! this ship is going down

The large brute began to strip himself of his neutrality, displaying a level of submission that Kaizer was much more satisfied with. Another caldera wolf had joined him, but he did not dare relent his gaze from the magnificent loner before them. Had he come at a different time of the month (lol), Kaizer would have been far less demanding, but as things were with Fox still in heat, he would be damned if any male sought to compete with him on that venture. Yet, as the stranger spoke, it dawned on him that perhaps he had not been lured here by her scent -- though this felt next to impossible to him -- but rather with the intentions to join. His own posture, rigid and complete with flagging tail, did not ease, but his lips covered his teeth.

He might have commanded the younger male to speak then, but Fox arrived at just that moment, still wafting and tantalizing as she were. Kaizer's back prickled, and spurred by her presence (though he didn't move), the air around him changed dramatically. One wrong move from either male, and there would be a fight.