Redhawk Caldera No cat calls, no tag teams, no mascots

When Nightjar took it upon himself to banish Eljay from the den site, prompting the younger wolf to prostrate himself and begin backing away, the Alpha made a loud rumbling noise. "They're not yours either," he said, adding with a roll of his eyes, "Don't be a dick, NJ. You guys are both welcome here. We're all family." His jade gaze swung to the quivering Xi. "And I'll kill you both equally if you get too close," he added, a dark playfulness in his tone, making light of the tension because what else was he supposed do with it?

Because it was likely the question on everyone's minds, the Alpha said, "We'll probably start allowing visitors when their eyes start opening." Peregrine didn't want to dignify Nightjar's attitude problem, though he was quite likely going to be the pups' first visitor, as their blood brother. The Betas and their son would likely be next in line. But who knew whether or not Fox had preferences? So he didn't mention any of that queuing shit out loud. "That happens around the two-week mark."

The Alpha was well aware of Nightjar's distaste for the Blackthorns' son and wondered if there was anything he could do to alleviate the antagonism between them. An idea hit him. Aware that he was going directly against the whole we're all family here theme, Peregrine said, "Most of our pack mates are welcome to drop by and visit, though there's a couple newbies I'd rather not come close just yet. Why don't you two team up and heighten the patrols around this area? Don't attack anyone, of course, but if any of the noobs try to approach, send 'em packing."