The Heartwood seize and conquer

Peregrine looked on warily as the male raised his tail, showing dominance over his kill despite his repeated attempts to make it clear he wasn't a threat. He didn't move, allowing him to lord it over his trophy. It was his right, Peregrine supposed.

The stranger relaxed a moment later. Peregrine remained tense but not overly so as the other wolf invited conversation. "I don't mean that I don't eat fox meat. I just have no interest in robbing you," he clarified.

Despite himself, Peregrine couldn't help but respect a lone wolf doubling as a successful hunter. That wasn't to say he was without a pack, simply that he had brought down this fox on his own. By the look of it, it hadn't been a particularly tough kill, yet the Gamekeeper wasn't one to turn his nose up at a triumph of any size.

"Are you a hunter by trade?" he wondered, then decided to get introductions out of the way. "I'm Peregrine, Alpha of Redhawk Caldera, a pack southeast of here." Hopefully the other male would mention his own status. Who knew, maybe he would get the opportunity to recruit today.