Redhawk Caldera sit down for a spell

Mordecai was kind enough to introduce them both, leaving Harlyn the opportunity to focus on the injured alpha.  His response was typical for one of his standing - a nonchalant brush-off and redirection.  She gave a nod, respecting his candor, though she didn't entirely believe him.  Her nose told her there wasn't too much to worry for him at least, though she did hope that he'd at least have his cuts cleaned thoroughly before they became infected and matters got far worse.


Her attention was drawn back to the conversation at hand then as Mordecai answered the question Peregrine had asked.  Harlyn was familiar now with the enemy pack to the North of the Caldera.  Her insides twisted uncomfortably at the thought of them and what she'd done to her handsome prince.  She certainly hoped that the Caldera had had no interactions with those fiends, and even more so, that she and her loved ones would have no further experiences either.