Redhawk Caldera goodnight, officers

There was something undeniably nerve-wracking about meeting the Alpha’s puppies.. especially when the Alpha was Fox. The howl echoed across the caldera, and the girl paused, fretting quietly to herself and wondering if she should pretend she was outside of pack borders for a moment. But she was far more nervous of the wrath of missing the event rather than attending, and so with a quick shake of her pelt, the girl loped toward the den site she had managed to avoid until now.

She was entirely certain that this was not a normal family. As she came upon them, she noticed Peregrine squatting strangely over the puppies, and a strange scent wafted through the air, though she managed to not crinkle her nose at it.

Shyly, the bi-toned Frostfur took a few paces closer, staying well behind the two other wolves she did not know, and Elwood. She studied them curiously – the ever shy Eljay, and the distraught Nightjar.. but her eyes were suddenly drifting to catch sight of the puppies – curiosity finally pulling at her heart. Her own younger siblings would be around their size – a bit bigger. Suddenly, she missed her family terribly.