Redhawk Caldera california dreamin'

No worries!

Lex didn’t mind waiting, but this is new to him.  He didn’t frequent other packs often but his old him, he knew everyone within a wide radius, but here he knew no one.  This one he suspected, based on Wildfire’s direction, Redhawk Caldera. He couldn’t make a bad impression of himself to a packmate’s family, even if they all weren’t in the same region.  He just doesn’t know how long he’s supposed to wait; he can’t make it look like he is stalking anyone.

When a wolf does approach, a little slow at first but Lex doesn’t voice his concern.  He does, however, take a step back when he hears the wheeze each time the other wolf takes in a breath.

“My name is Lex,” he begins, keeping his eyes carefully averted, but he kept interest into the other.  “I come from Moonspear.  The result of Stavanger Bay and the Sunspire.  I wanted to bring that information formally.”  

Oh, boy, did he feel awkward.  He rolls his shoulders, a little uneasy.  

“And I’m new to the area.  It seemed like the best idea to learn the community.”