Redhawk Caldera Sweet child o' mine

It had been a while since Jaws had spoke to his Alpha, and when the breeze brought Peregrine's fresh scent right to his ever-wary nose he diverted his route to seek him out. He found the dark patriarch just outside his family's den, with his spirited fire-colored pup. "I don't have a gift this time, so you'll just have to settle for me," he winked as he came up on the pair, respectfully dipping his head to Peregrine. Had the coywolf intended to visit he would have brought some fresh kill, or perhaps another play thing for the pups, but this time the visit was impromptu.