Redhawk Caldera Elementary, my dear Watson

Jaws ears pricked with interest, his gaze trained intently on Wildfire, who was on the verge of saying 'bird', but the word did not quite come out. She, did however, perfectly form a different word: 'hi'. Jaws grinned, casting a did you hear that? look at Fox.

Meanwhile, his gray jay had remained rooted to his head, but Jaws had a different plan for his jealous bird. He slowly, stealthily raised a paw. The bird's attention remained fixated on Wildfire, never noticing the encroaching paw, and in one swift but gentle swipe Jaws scooped the bird off his skull and had it on the ground, gingerly barring it from flying by holding its tail. But the bird, eyes bulging, did not try to fly, instead it shrunk back against Jaws' foreleg. The coywolf reached down touched its head with his nose, reassuring it though he was inwardly grinning, thinking payback!. Jaws gave Wildfire a soft look. "Be gentle," he murmured, doubting she understood the words but might pick up on the sentiment.