Redhawk Caldera pluvialis

Ruenna felt a wistful tug at her heart as Germanicus described Crowfeather's aptitudes; similar strengths might have been attributed to her once, when she was in her prime. Now it was a feat to simply make it out here to the borderlands, particularly in weather like this. For Germanicus though, she felt it was worth it. 

Ruenna lowered herself to her haunches and Germanicus recounted their run-in with the mountain cat. She was unsettled to learn that the pair had encountered the cat, whose rumored presence had been unconfirmed before this point. Germanicus reassured her that the cat had been led away, which in Ruenna's opinion went above and beyond the call of duty for travelers just passing through. 

"It should be the Caldera laying offerings at your feet, Germanicus. You both have our sincerest gratitude," Ruenna spoke earnestly, "You may continue to stay at the lake if you wish. We would consider ourselves lucky to have such conscientious stewards of the land."

Ruenna continued. "Alternatively.. there is room among our permanent ranks for a promising ranger, and well as for a good coach and ambassador." Ruenna was only guessing at Germanicus's areas of specialty, but in truth they could use good wolves in general, no matter their talents. 

Ruenna wondered which of her offers might be accepted, if either. She felt it was the least that the pair deserved, given their act of service to the Caldera.