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"Shrike," Came the male's crisp response, his voice almost like a bark. He was still somewhat alarmed, though he calmed seeing Floki's tail waving gently between his ankles. So he was friendly, and the wolf who claimed to be from Moonspear- and he made a gesture that hinted to Shrike that the pack was in that direction- was neutral and calm. Shrike relaxed as well, allowing the fur at the nape of his neck to slick back down, and his own tail to settle and swing back and forth. 

"Redhawk Caldera." He said, his voice much calmer and warmer now that he'd settled. He didn't gesture in the pack's direction, though, as he wasn't particularly interested in giving away the location of his pack, just in case this male was not on good terms with the wolves of the Caldera. "You know of it?"