Redhawk Caldera No protest from me.

A couple hours after being welcomed. He's patrolling if anyone wants to encounter him.

Having been told to keep clear of the rendezvous site for a few days, Njal was careful in his advancement through the territory. He wanted to map out as much of it as he could before Fox returned. There was a lot to cover, too - the forests he arrived through were not part of their territory, but close. And they led up some steep inclines to the mountainous walls which kept the Redhawk wolves secure. Njal thought that he felt eyes upon him on more than one occasion, but that did not stop his march; he inspected the summer grasses and visited trees where the scent of Fox and Peregrine were the strongest, gathering their scent - or making sure he was carrying it suitably - while mapping his new home. He had not stopped to rest since departing on the journey in to the south. Even after being welcomed by Peregrine (if that could be classed as a welcome), Njal had not paused for sleep or a meal. He felt he had a job to do. Peregrine's warning about the rendezvous site - and the attack on his children - set Njal's mind in stone. He wouldn't rest for a while yet. There was too much to do.