Redhawk Caldera A map to a one man maze

"Magnola." 

The name rolled off the baritones of his voice rather easily, especially with his thick accent. The mention of an 'Aura Ridge' was met with a skeptical tilt of his head, however. Couldn't have been a pack here in the Teekons, right? He'd never heard of it. Yet it wasn't as if the Tundrian was here since the beginning of time, so fuck if he knew.

The lilac-eyed femora kept her end of the deal with an introduction, so now it was time to keep his. "Alright then miss Dayheart, in that case y'can call me Azon." He offered in turn to her own introduction, a thin smile coming to the Phoenix's dark lips as he spoke. "I guard and defend the Caldera's border's, though I'm a lil' new compared to everyone here. Th'place belongs to Towhee, our Sovereign."