Redhawk Caldera The Green is Great

Although the stranger quickly submitted, his command for Peregrine to chill was met with a deep growl. Keeping both eyes on him, he bent his head down to nose his mate. It didn't take him more than a minute to figure out his wife was as high as a kite. He rolled his eyes at her, then glared at the golden-furred male again.

"I don't gotta trust you, man," the swarthy Alpha replied with heavy sarcasm. "You're a perfect fucking stranger. My mate clearly already overdosed on something; I'm not about to stuff any more weird herbs in her. She'll be fine in a few hours, with some food and water in her system," he noted, almost as if reading Fox's mind.

"Hush, you," he murmured into his mate's ear, then regarded the stranger a little more coolly now. Aloud, he added, "Maybe if I knew the first thing about you, I'd think about trusting you." He sounded like he knew what he was talking about, Peregrine had to admit. He suddenly wished he'd paid enough attention to Blue Willow's remedies to quiz this guy and vet him for membership. The caldera could definitely use a medic, after all, especially right now.

"So, tell me about yourself, starting with your name. Why are you here, so close to our borders?"