Redhawk Caldera wild wishes

Elwood smiled as Prima made a comment about the stability of the volcano beneath their feet. That had been something he had worried about at first, but others had assured him that they were all safe. The last explosion had probably been some time ago; otherwise, the slopes would not have been suitable for living.

"Hopefully it's done blowing its top," he agreed, then cupped his ears towards her as she spoke of the pack members she had already met. So she was acquainted with Peregrine -- and his lovely new odor -- as well as Ashton and Theseus. Elwood had met Theseus himself just recently; the Chinese wolf was one of the other relatively new recruits.

He couldn't help but laugh at her summary of the pack: they were comprised of skunk smells and fart jokes. "Yeah, we're a pretty interesting bunch. There's never a dull moment. When Fox was in heat, Peregrine started humping her in the middle of a pack meeting," he said, rolling his eyes at the memory. He glanced ahead as they came to a fork in the path, and he guided them along the trail that would continue to lead them towards the top of the mountain. "You asked about customs, too. We're a pretty traditional pack for the most part, as far as ranks. You can earn a trade to show your commitment to the pack. I'm a gamekeeper and warden. We have activities every once in a while, and those just provide a good opportunity to socialize and get to know your packmates." It was fairly easy to be successful in Redhawk Caldera; they were a straightforward and uncomplicated group.