Redhawk Caldera In screaming color

OOC: Who needs to do work, anyway?!

IC: "Well, that's not very nice!" Elwood exclaimed, glad to know that Finley was joking. He wouldn't have liked her nearly as much if she was truly a mean-spirited wolf, but all of their interactions so far had been in jest. In fact, even as she spoke and Elwood replied, the bear-hunter had lowered her forehand to the ground, assuming the ultimate play position.

He copied her, bowing and giving his tail a threatening swish. Even in this stance, his head and shoulders were higher than hers, a testament to his height. Other than the size difference, however, and a few subtle variations in their coloring, they were very nearly mirror images of each other.

"Bring it on, Bear," he challenged, golden eyes locking on hers of copper.