Redhawk Caldera receipt from a late night motel

Elwood had yet to venture up the slopes of his new home, but it wasn't for lack of desire. He wanted to scale the caldera, to see what was at the top -- from what Peregrine had said, it sounded spectacular -- but almost immediately after his arrival, he had sustained a few minor injuries from a cougar alongside Fox and Ashton. This left him stiff and a little sore, so for now he decided that it would be best to linger near the base of the dormant volcano.

He was quickly learning the lay of the land, where Redhawk territory ended and neutral land began. He was half searching for a permanent den, though he wasn't in a rush. The delta had adopted the gnarled roots of an old tree as his own for now, and as long as the weather stayed mild, he was comfortable. However, he knew that the temperature would be dropping in just a few weeks.

Ahead through the trees, he spotted an unfamiliar wolf. Without hesitating, he called out, eager to meet as many of his packmates as possible. "Hey there!" he said with a friendly tone, quick strides bringing him nearer to the large, copper-toned male.