Redhawk Caldera and was so much delighted with it,

elwood offered the idea like it was his own-- but this was untrue! aaron was already out doing his duty to the pack and finding dead things to bring back. but fine, he would agree, just for the hell of it. "that is actually what i came out to do this morning," he said calmly, a small smile gracing his features, "it would be a pleasure to do so with you." slowly, the large man made his way towards his alpha, using one foot at a time to make sure he wouldn't slip and fall-- again. when he made his way over, he adjusted his posture to fit his rank (disgusting) and nodded to direct the alpha's attention.

"there is something off that way. i have not seen it yet but it reeks of rotting prey," he said. occasionally the scent would disappear when the wind decided to buffet them from a different direction, but he remembered where it was when he was downwind of it. perhaps elwood had scented it as well.