Redhawk Caldera Skull

The Alpha's ears twitched when he heard footfalls coming toward him. Back already? he thought quizzically, turning toward the sound only for his eyes to clap upon the familiar figure of Magpie. His face remained expressionless for a moment, then his brows knitted together when she suddenly noticed him and began to retreat. It wasn't just the fact that she turned away from him that raised a red flag; she was stumbling and staggering.

"Magpie?" he called out to her, sweeping to his feet and taking a few steps toward her. "Are you all right?" He sniffed the air, wondering if she was sick, but all he detected was a fruity scent, nothing that indicated an illness. Drunkenness didn't exactly come to mind, as he wasn't a particularly knowledgeable wolf when it came to that sort of thing.