Redhawk Caldera I'm the one who gripped you tight and raised you from perdition.

Had it not been for Finley's fierce cry, Elwood might not have noticed her presence at all. His attention was wholly focused on the trespasser, who merely grinned as the grey Alpha bore down on him. The other wolf was large and dark, and his movements were fluid as he loped away from Elwood, not appearing to take the situation seriously. This only served to make Elwood's blood boil even more, and he snarled as he accelerated.

There was a garbled yell from behind him, and while he couldn't quite make out what had been said, it had clearly come from one of the puppies. He hardly realized that Towhee had just spoken her first words, and it was by complete coincidence that he spat out the same two syllables a moment later. "Get out," he said, slowing but not giving up his chase just yet; he followed the interloper doggedly, hackles standing in a broad ridge along his spine as he moved at a stiff-legged gait.

He snapped his teeth in an agitated manner, his eyes never leaving the other male.