Redhawk Caldera But at dawn

Puffin was entirely out of the loop.  She?  Who was she?  Rowan wasn't being entirely forthcoming about this, not that he had the time — before she had a chance to ask who he meant and why the mysterious her presence mattered, another wolf emerged in front of them that seemed just as confused as she did.  He asked if there was something they could be helped with, and Rowan shot off asking more questions about the woman that (for Puffin) just seemed to confuse her more.

She shook her head.  We're from Ivory Rose, and our pack just settled out East, she explained, as her frustration tempered her fear.  She wasn't a leader, but she also wasn't about to get chased off of this guy's doorstep because they hadn't bothered to explain themselves.  I'm Puffin.  This is Rowan.