Redhawk Caldera a feather for your hare

Jaws stared at Peregrine, blank-faced, as the Alpha described what would be on the pup's menu in the upcoming weeks. The coywolf was more than content to bring by any meat that he could find and would not shy away from requests for a specific type (like a badger for Fox)... but he was not prepared to bring said offerings in his stomach and toss them back up. His answer to this was the type of smile that said "riiiight". He was pretty certain he would leave 'cooking soup' to the Alphas, he would simply provide the ingredients for them to do so.

The coywolf sat up as Peregrine scooped Wildfire into his mouth and carried her into the den, but not before she had been given the chance to retrieve the feather she coveted. "Later," Jaws echoed with a respectful dip of his head as Peregrine bid him farewell, extending another invitation to come by and meet the remaining pups another time. Turning his back on the Alpha's den, Jaws trekked off in the direction of his own.