Redhawk Caldera Remember me as a time of day

When an unfamiliar but submissive wolf approached, Peregrine unceremoniously shoved his gaggle of children into the den and sat up straight, eyeballing her. She quickly introduced herself, explained the circumstances of her acceptance, then began blathering about a gift before sinking to the ground. The Alpha male's head tipped and his lips twitched. He glanced at the puppies eagerly waiting in the wings, then motioned for them to come sit beside him. They obeyed, more or less; one pressed against him, another tried climbing up his leg and the third began ogling their guest.

"Don't worry about it," he said with a shrug. "They can barely hear, much less understand words. Isn't that right, you little shit for brains?" he cooed, reaching the nearest pup (Nightjar) and petting his head. "Nice to meet you, Tiger. I'm Perry and these are Nightjar, Wildfire and Raven." He pointed a toe at each as he introduced them. "We are a bit disappointed you didn't come bearing gifts, though. Aren't we, kids? Sic 'er!" he yelled jokingly, which of course they didn't do anyway, seeing as they were far too young to understand verbal instructions.