Redhawk Caldera I turned my face to the highway.

It was true that Fox was young to be a leader. But she had been even younger when she had taken the reigns of Swiftcurrent Creek. That seemed ages ago, and she had grown a great deal since then. Not in physical form, of course, but in plenty of other ways. She had gone from a scraggly yearling to the confident young lady that she was now. And soon, she would further solidify her claim by bringing children into the world. Which was a large part of the reason she and Perry had sought out a new home.

A faint smile tugged at the corner of her mouth when he commented that her home sounded "fancy." When he mentioned the lake, she assumed it was the giant one further south of the caldera. Peregrine had pointed it out not long after they had gotten here, though Fox's injury had kept her from exploring it. It also clicked that his voice had been the strange one during their pack howl, and she gave him a soft, “Ahhh.” Pausing to consider this, she spoke again. “So you’re the strange voice that joined up with us the other day. I pledged myself in a similar manner some months ago... though not to this group of wolves.” It was a bit sad that none of her fellow creek members were around any longer. Magpie was here, but she had only been there during the very end of Fox's reign.

“What value do you bring to us?” she asked, grunting as she settled into a sit.