Redhawk Caldera A Possible Acceptance

Just like earlier, she prostrated herself before him. It was refreshing to come across wolves who understood hierarchy so implicitly. A small smile tugged at his lips and he backed off a few paces, his demeanor gentling somewhat.

"My name's Peregrine. I'm your new Alpha," the swarthy wolf rumbled. "You'll be part of the lower tier, until you prove yourself worthy of something better. I expect you to start proving your worth immediately; if you fail, you will be thrown out on your ass." He paused thoughtfully. "My mate, Fox, is expecting a litter. But if you come anywhere near the den before you earn our trust, you will be executed."

That left little to the imagination, didn't it. There was only one last thing he wanted to know before he resumed his patrol: "What is your name?"