Redhawk Caldera let's begin again and wipe the dust stains off the shelf

Around him, it was drizzling. A soft patter of rain fell lightly onto the springy soil, the scent of flowers in the air, a brief flash of blue and pink flitting through the trees and flowers. In the middle of it all stood one wolf, small and petite and looking straight ahead. 

Blue eyes the colour of steel peered into the woods, stopped only by trees that stood in their path. Behind clear borders - a good few feet away stood the figure, dark against the light droplets. It howled a long, clear note, a polite request for the leaders of whatever group lived here to answer his call, docked tail tucked low as it could go and ears folded flat on his head.

The scents of multiple wafted across his nose as he waited, a patient, calm mask laid upon his features. Slowly, the wolf blinked. 

He did not know what awaited him, but he hoped it would be good.  

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