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Jaws watched Finley from a distance, his devilish mind reeling with playfully vengeful thoughts of how he could get back at the Beta female for hazing him last time, but he was uncertain it would be appropriate or well-received. As a lone wolf, he could pick at whoever he wanted and walk away with no consequences, but there was a delicate social balance in a pack and all actions were judged. Early after his arrival he may not have been so concerned, knowing that he could walk away (Peregrine himself had said so), but he had grown fond of the Caldera and was mostly comfortable in his new life. He did not want to surrender it for the sake of brief entertainment.

As he could not come up with an idea that might tread the line but not cross it (it would be easier if he knew Finley better), the coywolf sidled up to his Beta and opted to make a joke of their last meeting by bowing deeply before her as he had when she demanded him to. "Saint Finley," he said with a grin, looking up at her with a devilish gleam in his eyes.