Redhawk Caldera mayday! mayday! this ship is going down

There was no emotion on Wylie's face as he looked at the other, the Caldera wolf next to being ignored. It was not often that he could play the dominant one, and he really needed a boost of self-confidence. He felt shitty, and the rest would know soon enough since when Trick felt horrible, he did horrible things. He smirked when the other finally let go of his act of neutrality, submitting so that Trick could relax. His expression softened, but for the rest not much changed - only as the loner spoke did he raise an eyebrow. No trouble? Well, that was no fun now, was it? Trick chuckled that came out as more of a purring noise. 

Just as he was about to answer, the scent of Fox mixed with the sickening scent of her heat came closer. Trick, however, was not one to fall victim to it (Mostly) and moved not when she approached. He would never even want such a dumb partner in life anyway. He needed someone to keep up with him and his wit, and Fox was definitely not the one. Trick could not help but notice how Red Ear seemed a bit tense. Enjoyable. But, Trick knew he could never win a fight with a wolf almost two times his size and was not in the mood to challenge him. Trick fell back a bit, lowering his tail to a height that was below his alpha's and more on the same height as Red Ear - a little higher, but not by much.

Just in time. His honey sweet voice rang through the air and he chuckled. It was obvious he was still dealing with the death of Peregrine in his own gruesome ways.