Redhawk Caldera mapleheart

Legends, he thought, some still living. He found it almost impossible to believe that he had finally earned a position that wasn't simply a supporting role. He'd always found himself happily lost in the cast, especially after having tried numerous times to establish a fledgling pack. He considered Firefly Glen, and its grisly end- where the few wolves who survived were scattered like seeds on the wind. He considered Bramblepoint, where once before the idea of being crowned a king had caused him to shudder. The pack's failure had not only included a dispersal, but the fracturing of his own family as well.

He wasn't sure that leadership was what he wanted, but if it was the will of his wife, then it would be the role he would assume. He could shoulder this, alongside the steadfast Raven. If she believed in him, then he would try to believe in himself as well. 

He had never been to Akashingo, but knew it was important to Teya. Moonglow interested him more- it had been a long time since he had seen Kukutux, and he felt lightly ashamed that someone who had been so kind to him had earned very little from him in return. "That's a good idea," He said, lips curling at the suggestion of hunting large game that might not normally be found on the caldera. Thoughts of food swept away his insecure thoughts about leadership and his guilt of having not visited Kukutux. "Mmmm....What'll we hunt?" He asked, licking his lips.