Redhawk Caldera start over

He wasn't used to having someone tremble in close proximity. It made him feel clumsy and ill-placed, so he withdrew from Charles with slow, careful movements so as to avoid spooking him. Maybe he just wasn't a touchy-feely wolf. There was nothing wrong with that. Or perhaps he was still too overwhelmed by the frightening bear attack that he wasn't ready to be close to anyone yet. Whatever the cause- Bronco chose to respect what he interpreted as being signs of discomfort, and give Charles his space. 

He felt fairly certain that the pack leaders would allow Charles a bit of time to stay and rest, considering everything he had been through. Of course, he probably shouldn't have offered- considering that he wasn't a member of the pack, and he had no authority in the situation, but he couldn't see any reason why a sister pack would not take in one of its brethren. So he called out, hoping that one of the leaders might be in the area, and able to come and officially grant Charles permission to spend some time on the Caldera in the wake of the bear attack at the Glen. 

"I think-" He said, sniffing the air. "I think my Mom is close by. She's one of the leaders here," He said quietly.