Redhawk Caldera vividly

The smile was not returned by Fox. There was far too much grief still in her heart to allow for it. His nod was slight, but it was enough of a commitment that she accepted it. She glanced again at Raven, another flicker of Peregrine coming to the forefront of her mind. What would he have done? It was literally the first time she had asked herself that question about anything since his death (or during his lifetime, come to think of it). Perhaps he was more powerful now than he ever had been alive.

"Prove you are a worthy hunter and warrior," Fox decided, "and gain the trust of the pack." Then, and only then, would she consider making him her equal. It was what Peregrine had done long ago, and while she knew he could never truly be replaced, she knew that raising the children alone—even with the help of Elwood, Finley, and the older Firebirds—would be no easy task.

If he somehow managed to do this before the week was over, he could have his way with her. That was, of course, highly unlikely. Redhawk Caldera was a tightly-knit pack, and trust was not given out freely. But if he had longer-term goals in mind, perhaps he would still be interested.