Redhawk Caldera Freshly disowned in some frozen devotion

Things looked like they'd work out for Njal - but then Peregrine was suddenly upon them, bristling and closing in on Njal's position. He must have heard the multiple howls and decided to intervene. And just like that, Njal was supposed to turn tail and depart - but he couldn't. Even with Peregrine crowding him, the old man wasn't going to simply roll over; he respected Fox, and while thought of Peregrine as a friend, her opinion trumped the dark alpha's. Except that she wasn't here. So while Njal tried to stand his ground, he knew he wasn't going to win this little confrontation. 

Instinct told Njal to bare his fangs; there was no attack, simply a warning. No wolf liked having their space invaded, especially this one. A part of him that still thought itself an Alpha (a very distant part) wanted to challenge Peregrine. To throw him down in the dirt and tell him to get the hell out - but this was a ridiculous notion, and not something he could ever pull off. He took a step back, then another, while Peregrine crowded him, and then pulled back a few feet, looking one last time at Elwood, little Eljay, and the surrounding land. 

With a grunt, Njal departed.