Redhawk Caldera Sweet child o' mine

Jaws was a bit surprised that Wildfire was bold enough to approach him. With his long fangs and wild fur around his neck and tail combined with his towering figure he was not the most approachable-looking wolf around, but perhaps his efforts to appear welcoming had not been in vain. Perhaps even the red cub recognized his scent from the time he brought her a feather. Either way, Jaws was warmed by her, and he remained still as she stood above his muzzle, reaching a paw out to boop his nose. He moved to make a return boop, but his paw dwarfed her little nose so he placed it softly on her head instead. Wildfire was nowhere near as delicate as Jaws perceived her to be, but such was his inexperience around pups.

"She's got a bit of boldness in her, anyway," Jaws commented to Peregrine. "Maybe all that screaming before was her way of challenging the world before she could do so any other way."