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The rules seemed simple enough to follow. He could do what he wanted, but obviously shouldn't be socializing too close to the packlands; it might encourage others to come by if they assumed the Caldera wolves were the type to let their guard down and fraternize with visitors. Shrike wasn't terribly inclined to make friends on the borders anyway- he'd much sooner chase someone off then try to have a conversation with them. He was a naturally defensive wolf, perhaps a but too much so, so he decided that should he feel the need to socialize- which didn't happen often- he'd go elsewhere so he didn't have to worry about the natural instinct to defend his pack. 

Peregrine wanted to resume the task at hand- finding Fox- so Shrike gave a quick nod and stood up, tail waving gently between his ankles. "Sure thing." He said with a nod, "Morning patrol," He added, deciding that he'd seek Peregrine out in the future and shadow him on a patrol. He saw Peregrine's eyes track down to the partridge chicks he'd nearly forgotten about, and nodded, stepping back from them. "For your family." He said, aware that it wasn't much, but it was something. "Until next time," He said, giving Peregrine one more appreciative nod of his head- and a small, familiar smile as well- before he turned and trotted off.