Redhawk Caldera take this sinking boat and point it home

Panther had been right to keep his distance, and even still this did not seem to be enough of a spread to appease the wolves of Caldera, one of which now commented disapprovingly of his loitering. He came close enough to be distinguished from the low afternoon shadows, and the tip of his tail wiggled blithely, his ears falling neatly to his skull. "Panther, sir," he called tentatively, barely loud enough to be heard— and upon hearing how dashed his voice sounded on the cool air, he dared to venture further another three steps.

"I've come looking for my older sister, Fox." He wondered if he should further explain his intentions behind seeking the red leader, but he chose to ask something more appropriate. "Does she still stay in the Caldera?" he asked, motioning lightly over the older male's shoulder. He couldn't distinguish much else about him at that time, as Panther kept his gaze keenly avoided so that he might display a lack of ill intent.