Redhawk Caldera father bird

woot!

Jaws attentively listened to Peregrine as he listed the names of his pack members, unable to resist cracking a joke at the mention of two of the females being off limits, "Dang, no sharing?" he chuckled, and although he felt that Peregrine understood perfectly, he added for good measure: "I kid, of course. I won't be any trouble." The coywolf meant it; he liked a good romp as much as the next male but was not interested in ruffling feathers over it, especially feathers like Peregrine's.

As the dark alpha addressed the bird, it did not but stare back at him, shifting on its little feet. "Ah, he'll be along," Jaws said, for even when he thought the bird gone it had showed up again as soon as it felt safe to do so. "Lead the way."