Redhawk Caldera PACK HUNT — Turn the white snow red as strawberries in summertime

Elwood lifted his head, ears swiveling as he listened to and interpreted Peregrine's call. Immediately, the prospect of a hunt was enticing enough to draw him away from his current task, which was stripping a small squirrel carcass that he had caught earlier in the day. He tucked it away into a makeshift cache, intending to come back later to finish the job and then deposit it in one of the pack's community storage locations.

He swiftly made his way to the source of the howl and found Peregrine and FitzDutiful. The Alpha was busy scouting the group of elk, and Elwood joined him. He fell into step behind Peregrine, moving at a slower pace as he observed the larger animals. Some of them were huge, and there were many to choose from; he selected a few that he thought would be good targets, but then shifted his gaze to Peregrine. The swarthy leader would be the one to direct the attack, once more wolves had gathered.