Redhawk Caldera all the idiots

Fox rose to the challenge (of course), further solidifying Kaizer's opinion that she was not fit to lead the caldera wolves. Didn't she care anything for the life inside her? His progeny? It would've been more tactful for her to turn to Elwood and say: "handle my lightweight"— ignoring the fact he was the largest wolf in the pack currently— but the fire-branded woman was not capable of tact or rationality, it would seem. 

His lip curled at her, his own growl staved he heard Elwood take his own stance on the position of who should lead them. One of the Bluesummer's ears fell back towards the beta, like when a dog wants to obey its owner but has become too fixated on something else to remove its attention completely. It was clear from this mild deference that he respected the dutiful man; but if he was smart he would support himself as alpha male, and not defend Fox's increasing mania. Kaizer would offer his belly to the grey man before he ever followed an order from Fox again.

Raven, ever the mediator, the voice of reason, piped up then, and it was the only thing that kept him from closing the distance between himself and the alpha female. Ironically enough, she was the reason he was doing this. Her treatment of Raven proved how irrational she could be— unwilling to trust anyone, even the word of one of the most innocent wolves in her own bloodline— unlike the beta and himself. "Don't jeopardize the pups by fighting me. Let us— me and Elwood— take over," he growled. "At least until you're fit enough to fight back."