Redhawk Caldera Houston, we have a problem

The Alpha male issued a short command consisting of only two words, and without hesitation Reek obeyed. The ragged wolf took to his feet and shook his coat out, making to leave with one last muttered comment directed at Peregrine. He then bid farewell to Wildfire -- who was still lingering near Tiger at this point -- and turned to go.

Elwood relaxed visibly once Reek's figure started to grow smaller, though he stiffened in surprise at the sudden movement next to him. Peregrine seized one of the ducks and hurled it after the male, and Elwood watched as it arced through the air and hit its target. He couldn't help but smirk; leave it to Peregrine to have impeccable aim.

By the time he looked back to the small crowd of Redhawk wolves, Wildfire had woven herself between Peregrine's legs and was pleading to go home. Tiger approached, as well, asking if he wanted to get something to eat. He would have considered picking up the mallard that had struck Reek, but luckily he had seen the outsider pee on it. It was no longer fit for a meal. So he bobbed his head in response, ready to hunt down some fresh meat with his sister in law. "Sounds good," he agreed. Before they departed, however, he glanced to Peregrine to ensure that their presence was no longer needed.