Redhawk Caldera start over

Just going to sort of character-juggle in this post a bit, so this isn't holding up your IC plans :)

Niamh heard her son's call, and huffed slightly to herself. She wasn't too far off, but she was headed in the opposite direction, and with her leg still healing from the injury Kiwi had given her, it took extra effort for her to have to double back to answer Bronco. Still- it was her obligation to respond to pack matters, and this was her son who so rarely called out for her anyway. Given the fact that he was calling from the borders she assumed he'd potentially met a joiner, so she was surprised to see him with someone who smelled vaguely of the Glen. He looked small, vulnerable, and had the spaced-out look of a wolf who'd been traumatized. 

Not surprising, all things considered. Meerkat had informed the Caldera wolves about what had happened, so she wasn't terribly surprised to find another one of them at their borders. She simply hoped he had no more bad news. 

"A friend of yours?" She asked her son, gesturing toward Charles. 
"From the Glen, yes. Things there..." He trailed off. He felt that that implied enough. Is it OK if he stays here for a bit?" He asked. 
It left her with some things to consider. Did this mean that other Glen wolves were abandoning ship because of the bear attack? How many others had scattered? From what she could see, the young man was uninjured- leading her to believe he hadn't been involved in the fight at all. This led her to believe he was potentially cowardly, and that he'd run because he'd been frightened, rather than staying to fight and defend the pack- the way Bronco had defended the Caldera from the cougar. She frowned slightly; he might be dead weight. And there was something coyote-like about his features, and Niamh despised coyotes. Still- if he was a friend of Bronco's...
"Yes. But you're expected to hunt for yourself. You're our guest, for now." She said, with a nod, pausing to see if he made any objections.