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Tywyll couldn't help the pleased grin that broke out across his face when the male dropped and rolled over. It spoke submission to his newly growing desire for dominance and he approached closer though he paused at the news that this guy was a Redhawk. Oh. Whoops. Even so he wanted to push this farther and came in close, sniffing at him. Yeah, he smelled like them alright so he wasn't lying. "Alright mister, but I'm gonna escort you back to the pack area. What are you doin so close to the borders?" he asked suspiciously, jerking his chin to tell him to get up. The question was a fairly good one to Tywyll who didn't understand marking borders and patrolling them quite yet or the more intricate workings of defense of territory at all really.