Redhawk Caldera a feather for your hare

Wildfire's reputation was not undeserved. No sooner had Jaws arrived at the den than were his ears met with various noises from the little girl. He marvelled at her, beneath Peregrine's large black paw she looked so very small. Smaller than the coywolf was anticipating, but then he was not quite sure what to expect. He laughed quietly as Peregrine offered a trade. "What would I do with it?" he asked as he stretched out a paw and oh so carefully touched the fiery child's nose, in the same manner that a curious youngster pokes something he never seen before. Jaws drew his foot back and realizing his blunder quickly corrected himself. "I mean her..." Jaws felt terribly awkward around the pup. He suddenly remembered the feather that he held between his teeth, and stretched his neck out to drop it in front of Wildfire.