Redhawk Caldera What's Up, Doc?

The mention of 'pups on the way' brought around a bit of anxiety. He fidgeted slightly, now knowing that not only would the pack depend on him if he became a hunter for them, but also puppies who would soon arrive. That meant more food to take on. Put more stress on him. Never had Aduin been so depended on before. "Okay...pups...that makes things a little more stressful, doesn't it?" he attempted to joke to lighten the mood, though mostly keep his own spirit up.

He shuffled his paws around on the spot, his eyes going to the ground to his right. He couldn't bear to look at the alpha after the embarrassing hunting accident. "I...sure." He moved around the alpha, observing the brush. "Unlike other wolves who use strength and speed, I use patience and precision, as well as being very observant. Since I lack strength. Do you have any ideas for a target?"