Redhawk Caldera All these creatures are a lie

FitzDutiful has just sat down at the outer borders when Peregrine's response met him. The wind took a few words away but he had received enough to make him instantly recoil. He ran backwards, then back to the borders, then a bit further away, then back again. Finally he decided it was safer away and ran a good distance away. He looked confused at the lands. Why was Peregrine not coming himself?

"Am I really an outsider?" he asked of his former alpha "I thought we had a good relationship. One of the Sunspire said it was good for the Caldera to have no allies, what has happened to cause that?" He wanted to howl that the Silvertip Mountain would stand by Redhawk Caldera's side but he didn't want to send that out into the world without knowing exactly what he was getting himself into.

A howl was easily intercepted, after all and right now he was hoping for some sort of explanation. He wasn't taking it personally but something bad had happened and his counselling nature, his friendship with the wolves of Caldera, made him want to know what had happened. Peregrine didn't seem his usual self.