Redhawk Caldera pumpkin patch party — packtivity

In which Fox greets everybody personally because she's awesome like that. ;)
Next round starts Nov. 18th. No posting order!

Elwood was the first to arrive, and Fox grinned happily at him (ignoring the cracked scab on her face) and wagged her tail as he approached. “Elwood!,” she greeted. “You've never seen one before either?” she asked, prancing over and giving him a friendly, affectionate nose-touch to the shoulder. This was her first encounter with the strange food-like objects, and knowing that she wasn't the only one made her excited. Fox had an extremely good feeling about this gathering, and she hoped it would work out well.

Before he could answer, Peregrine was on the scene, letting the both of them know exactly what they'd found and wishing that Finley was here. A small frowning pout puckered on her lips, also wishing that their beta could be here to enjoy her little pumpkin find. She returned his kiss with one of her own, her tail beating the air. “I was just asking Elwood if he’d ever seen these before. I’m going to guess that you have some experience with these… pumpkins, did you call them? They’re safe to eat, right?” Peregrine was the resident gamekeeper, and that included non-meat foods, too.

Somnia arrived not too long after Peregrine, and Fox trotted over to her and gave her a friendly lick to her cheek. “Glad you could make it, Somnia,” she beamed, feeling more social than usual today. Winter would be here soon, and Fox wanted to ensure that everybody felt welcomed and included in the caldera. She was determined to make sure their pack was close-knit and would survive without any internal drama.

Ashton interjected with an introduction to Somnia shortly after, and Fox brushed his shoulder with her own. “This,” she explained, “is Somnia. One of our newer additions.” There was more she wanted to say and talk about with Ashton, but she was quickly pulled away by the appearance of FitzDutiful, who had been oddly quiet over the past few weeks. Sure, Fox had seen him around, but he hadn't been terribly involved in things, so she was excited to see him here.

“Fitz!” she whooped, bounding over toward him with her tail bouncing behind. “We’re totally going to have to catch up after this, but right now, there are pumpkins to eat!” She pressed her nose into his neck for a moment, withdrawing with a giddy smile. She then returned to sit by Peregrine's side, and figured the other stragglers would make it when and if they made it.

Jovial and bright-eyed, Fox balanced herself atop one of the larger pumpkins and barked sharply to get everybody's attention (assuming they were chit-chatting with one another, here). “Hey, everybody!” she began, casting a glance over the small crowd of comrades that had gathered. “Couple of announcements first. One, Finley was hurt pretty badly, but she’s recovering back at the plateau. Once she’s better and returns, she’s going to be our second-in-command.” Briefly, Fox glanced to Peregrine. “Secondly, winter is practically upon us. Perry and I want to make sure that all of you are pulling for each other. We have to work together if we want to remain strong.” Fox cast a glance to each of her pack-mates, wanting them to know how important this was to her. “Thirdly,” she said, wiggling a bit when she gave Peregrine another cursory glance, “Peregrine and I will be having children as soon as nature decides that I’m ready. I want all of you to be involved in raising them once they’re old enough.”

“Peregrine, do you have anything to add?” she asked more quietly, leaving the floor to him in case there were any announcements he wished to make.