Redhawk Caldera Say geronimo!

The wind that gusted past, tousling the plush fur of Peregrine's peppered nape, whispered of spring. The Alpha male puffed out his cheeks, then exhaled, his breath blustering away into the flawlessly blue sky. His jade eyes scanned his terrain from his perch atop the caldera's jagged rim, his lips and his tail both twitching. Somewhere out there, @Finley and @Elwood were hopefully making amends. It had been a few days since their huge blowout and Peregrine anticipated news any day now, hopefully of the good variety.

He knew he should head out on a patrol and the wintry sunshine was very inviting... but instead, the swarthy wolf sprawled on his belly and relaxed. He would just enjoy the view for a few more minutes. That breeze really did feel good too as it brushed over his nearly mended shoulders and combed through his fur. It would be awesome if spring turned the corner a bit early, just in time to welcome his children to the world.