Redhawk Caldera My mind put to motion

His paws hit even ground and he looked left, then right, before eyeing the forest directly in front of him. A slight smirk played about his mouth when he remembered the morons who had tried to set up camp there. They were long gone now, of course, but Peregrine felt a slither of smug satisfaction as he breached the edge of the woods. He would hunt on the territory they had tried but failed to claim right beneath the caldera's nose.

He spotted movement in the brush the instant before a scent threaded into his nose. The Alpha male paused, squinting, then unleashed a gruff bark. "Show yourself," he commanded, pretty sure he was crossing paths with a pack mate. He didn't know her personally, though, and of course he wanted to ascertain her identity before Peregrine decided what to do next.