Redhawk Caldera IGNIS UMBRA

When Peregrine's howl rent the air, Nightjar was brutalizing a coyote that made the fatal error of drawing too close to one of the pack's caches. He gripped its throat so tightly that though the beast's maw yawned wide, it could not make a single sound. His father's summon saved its life. The heavyset tawny dog released his grip and it slumped to the ground, breathless but alive. The wolf would come back for it if it was foolish enough to remain here.

He trotted at a leisurely pace along the borders until he met the assembling hunting party. So far, only Wildfire and Raven had arrived, making the three Redhawk pups the promptest members of the pack. Nightjar greeted them with nips to their chins and a low, freely waving tail, particularly when he approached his parents. He stood above Raven but knew his place beneath Peregrine and Wildfire. Later he might jockey with his sister for rank, but not now, not until a kill was made.