Redhawk Caldera trust issues

Next round will be posted February 27th. Remember, no posting order! :)

They filtered in. Peregrine, of course, was first, seeing as he had been practically attached to her so close to the birth. She nodded and smiled genuinely to his question. Everything with her and the children was fine, as far as she knew, and there was no reason for him to be alarmed. Somnia arrived next, panting and sputtering. It seemed she had thought Fox had gathered them all here because she was giving birth. While the pack had seen their creation, they would not see the birthing of the pups.

Magpie sauntered in, looking absolutely terrible. Perry had told Fox (or so assumes Remedy) of what had happened, and Fox offered her a kind and sympathetic glance. It seemed their "getting into trouble" blood was mixed well. Fox had gotten herself beat up more times than she could count. Motherhood may or may not knock the thrill-seeking side out of her, but only time would reveal that.

Then came Dove, to whom Fox cast a quick, stern glance before giving her a smile as well. Dove was... more complicated than Fox remembered, and she planned to keep a close eye on her. Another wolf appeared shortly after, though Fox had not met him. She cast him a brief perplexed look before her two besties caused her tail to thump the ground audibly.

Last, but certainly not least, was Grunt. A few others were missing, causing Fox to frown, but she figured there was no time like the present to get started.

“Hey everybody,” she began, sweeping a glance over the wolves that had gathered. They had one fine looking group. “Even though it hasn’t been explicitly told to me, it’s pretty obvious there’s some shit going down between some of y’all. I feel like I'm swimming in tension. I don’t care who did what or when or any of that.” Really, she didn't. It wasn't any of her business, nor did it need to be... unless it got in the way of things. “I can’t make you all love each other, but for the sake of the kids and the wellbeing of the pack, I want to make it clear that if your bickering amongst each other causes a problem, it will be dealt with. Either by myself or Peregrine.” How it would be dealt with would be up to the perpetrators and the severity of the disturbance.

But that was all so... formal. “Anyway! I thought we might do something fun together, since Peregrine and I only have a few more days before we’ll be positively preoccupied with parental duties.” That was a lot of Ps. “Why don’t we all go around and say one nice thing about somebody else. Then that somebody says something nice about somebody who hasn’t been picked yet, and so on.” By the end, each wolf would have had two things happen 1) something nice would be said about them and 2) they had to say something nice about somebody else.

Fox squinted at the group, trying to decide who would make a good starter. “Why don’t you go first?” she asked of whoever decided to post next.