Redhawk Caldera Everything you do is a balloon

AW but tagging @Robin and/or @FitzDutiful. :)

The sky was a sprawling, endless blue overhead as Peregrine ran around the base of the caldera. The five of them — Fox, Finley, FitzDutiful, Robin and himself — had done a good job staking their claim. Every inch of the perimeter was drenched in their scent. It would not be long before they were ready to declare their status as an official pack, though some additional preparations had to be made... like establishing and padding the territory's caches, for instance.

He happened across a small flock of Canadian geese in the stretch of land between the crater and the shore of Lake Rodney. Ignoring their angry hisses, he launched into their midst and snapped his jaws until his teeth closed on something soft and feathery. As the other geese took flight, he closed his jaws around a slender black neck and throttled the life from the bird left behind by its comrades. He then began to drag it back toward the nearby slopes.