Redhawk Caldera Jack-o'-lantern

Nothing made Peregrine feel more confident in their decision to relocate and found their own pack than when he and his seven pack mates managed to fell a huge mule deer by the shore of Lake Rodney. As they feasted by the water's edge, he regarded each of them in turn and felt pride and contentment swell in his chest to overwhelm all the negativity he had felt over this turning point in his life. This was his home, these were his wolves and, if this success was any indication, they would thrive and succeed here.

After their fine repast, Peregrine busied himself dragging the remains back to the caldera to store in various caches around the territory. He didn't finish this task until late in the evening. Worn but happy, the Alpha male dropped to his haunches at the mountain's base, facing westward to admire the flaming orange sunset.