Redhawk Caldera By any other name.

Fitz stopped fishing shortly before the female began to speak. He had heard her approaching and figured there was something else to do rather than this failed attempt at restocking their caches. "Hi Somnia, it's nice to have you here at the Caldera. I'm FitzDutiful, what brought you to our pack?"

FitzDutiful wasn't really sure where to start with a conversation. It was always a tough area for him. It wasn't that he had trouble actively talking to people, he was quite a smooth talking wolf when it came down to things, it was more that he wasn't quite sure where personal boundaries lay. As a want to be counsellor, FitzDutiful found himself privy to the vulnerable side of the wolves around him. He had yet to really have an encounter where someone kept him aloof, but that didn't mean he wanted to risk it.