Redhawk Caldera bloom to the sky

When Jaws had saw the white shewolf at the meeting he was unconcerned - and still was for the most part. But as he found himself settling into the pack and enjoying his stay, the thought crossed his mind should the female become pregnant as a result of their affair, his new life could be in jeopardy. The coywolf was displeased with this. He hadn't considered the possibility that she might have been a pack wolf when he first met her; and it also did not matter then. He was a loner passing through, and as far as he knew she was too - like every other female he had met before. Besides, what were the odds that if she were a pack wolf, she would wind up being a member of the same pack he joined?

Apparently, pretty good.

Jaws had just finished restocking one of the pack's cache with a rabbit and a couple squirrels when he spotted her again. Quietly, he followed her for a short while as she made her way into the fields immediately surrounding the slopes. He watched as she nosed around the first flowers of the upcoming season. Jaws was about to call out to her when he bit his tongue, and instead approached without a word. He came to stop a few feet from her, his face expressionless as he looked upon her. What would she say?