Redhawk Caldera who tells interns what to do.

Fig's tail wagged at the invitation his father gave him. It felt like the weight was lifted off of his shoulders. It was overwhelming to try and see himself in a leadership role when he had no experience. Getting to observe would at least give him a taste of it, and it would give him a way of learning how to be good at it. Figment didn't like to do things without being prepared, especially when the stakes were so very high.

"That would be great," the young wolf replied, "It's hard to agree to something I have no experience in. Getting to observe would help a lot, so I have at least some clue what I'd be in for." A sound caught Fig's attention as he finished speaking. He turned to peer sharply at their surroundings, but saw only a squirrel skittering up the trunk of a nearby tree. He settled again and turned back. The sooner these borders were established, the more comfortable he would be.