Redhawk Caldera gone fishing

Fin felt the hair bristling along her spine as she stared at the strange wolf.  Her angry words pulled from him the reaction that she'd hoped for, but left her no more aware of his allegiance with the Caldera, even after he stated his name.  Her brow furrowed and she gave him a scornful, confused glare as he stuttered at her.  Her temper was all but exhausted already, and the fact that she wasn't completely convinced that whatever he'd sputtered at her was his name was not helping much (the bow was nice, though).


"Is that supposed to mean something to me?" she snapped irritably, "What are you doing here?  You're within the borders of a pack, you know."