Redhawk Caldera shake your tailfeathers

Somnia seemed confident in Fox's abilities as a leader, which was a nice change of pace from her last two positions. Fox felt this was the first place where her position of power was met with respect, not jealousy, fear, or misunderstanding. Swiftcurrent Creek had been slightly better than the plateau, but not by a whole lot. Here, in Redhawk Caldera, things were different. And Fox soaked it up like a lizard in the desert sun. Having wolves around that actually liked her was pretty awesome, she had to admit.

“What about you?” Fox asked, “What kind of plans do you have?” That could mean immediate plans, a five-year plan, or anything in between. Fox was curious about the aspirations of her comrades, wondering where they planned to take their life. Even if their life took them beyond the boundaries of the caldera, Fox would not be upset. She had lived in several packs at this point, so she could not exactly fault anybody for wanting to move on.