Redhawk Caldera it doesn't care about being stung by bees

Elwood was surprised when Fox started to slow her pace, and he followed her lead. They continued to lope after the rogue female for a short while, until they gradually ground to a halt. Both Redhawks were panting, their sides heaving with the effort of chasing the potty-mouthed she-wolf.

Under Elwood's watchful glare, she eventually became nothing but a speck of black against the horizon, until she disappeared completely. She hadn't gone quietly -- another foul insult had been hurled in their direction while she was still within earshot -- but he was glad to see her go. He huffed, giving himself a shake and allowing his hackles to soften as he looked to Fox. "What the hell," he said; he didn't know what would possess any wolf to behave the way that female had.