Redhawk Caldera goodnight, officers

At long last, the Alphas were ready to present their puppies to the rest of the pack. When their joint howl reached Elwood's ears, carried across the caldera on a warm spring breeze, he grinned. He abandoned the circuit of the borders he had been completing and loped towards the densite, his paws traversing the familiar terrain with ease.

When he arrived, he was not at all surprised to find Peregrine squatting over the litter. A particularly rank smell was present, yet it didn't phase the Beta male, who was well acquainted with Peregrine's bodily functions and odors -- as weird as that was. He smirked as he coasted to a stop a few feet away, craning his neck to peer at the four boys sprawled beneath Peregrine's bottom. "Is this a new tradition?" he asked with a laugh.