Redhawk Caldera Snow Squalls

Tempest stood rigid as something black and fluffy slid down the hill towards her. Her first thought was that the secret clan of carnivorous bunnies had emerged from the center of the earth, and were coming for revenge. She rolled her eyes as she made out the shape of Peregrine.

Tempest peered at the alpha out of the corner of her eye. Oh, god no. What a great first impression to make on an alpha, she thought sarcastically. He stared at her for a moment before starting to chuckle. She groaned when he spoke.

"Tempest? That's... a very big stick you've got there."

"Wanna play tug of war?" she asked, only half kidding. She chuckled through her stretched jaws, wondering how the alpha would respond. An unbidden image of both her and Peregrine's skeletons flashed into her mind, jaws still fastened to the tree in an eternal tug of war battle.