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With Fox's pups expected in only a week's time, Elwood decided to step up his Beta game. He divided his time carefully between his duties and Finley -- he would have rather spent entire days with her, hours on end wrapped up together in one of their dens. But reluctantly, they both realized that wasn't possible, especially with the imminent arrival of the firebirds. It was time to get ready.

He trotted briskly along the borders, his head and tail held high as his yellow gaze carefully surveyed his surroundings. The stranger's shadowy form was a stark contrast against the white snow, so he spotted her quickly and navigated toward her. He was a bit defensive as he approached, unsure of her intentions; but as he drew nearer, he was able to observe her respectful stance and the amount of space she left between herself and the heavily marked borders.

With a sharp but not unfriendly bark, Elwood greeted her, slowing his pace until he came to a stop well within Redhawk's boundaries. "Who are you?" he asked, skipping the pleasantries and getting right down to business. He wouldn't chase her away, necessarily, but he wanted to make sure that she had no ill intent towards his pack.