Redhawk Caldera Everything's Cyclic [PACK HUNT]

Fresh on the heels of Fox's challenge to him, Jaws had been out scouting for signs of badgers, but so far he had not come up short. He was undeterred however, there was plenty of territory left to check, including the outer reaches. The coywolf was about to make a pass by his den to have a chew on one of the deer bones he had collected when he heard the howl.

For a moment, the Jaws felt mildly irritated. He had set his mind to chewing on that bone and hated to be called away from it. He had to remind himself that it was part of being a pack wolf, one of those things he would have to get used to. So far he was not being asked for much in exchange for the comfortable life he was living - he had shelter, and always a fully belly whether he hunted for it or plucked it from the cache, usually the former.

By the time the coywolf found Somnia, she was already accompanied by Elwood. Jaws approached the pair quietly and dipped his head, offering a simple greeting rather than being awkwardly quiet like he often was. "Hey," he said.