Redhawk Caldera shark out of water

any packmates welcome :)

After following Peregrine into Redhawk's territory, Jaws had left his side to find a place to sleep for the remainder of the night. He found a comfortable, sheltered spot beneath a great fallen tree, halfway up the mountain's southern slope. As expected, the gray jay had appeared as soon as Peregrine was gone, settling into a crook at the base of a thick branch reaching out from the same log.

Jaws slept comfortably, but awoke the next morning almost in panic. He burst from beneath the tree and but halted abruptly outside it. Closing his eyes, the coywolf breathed deeply, feeling the crisp air and allowing it to cool the anxiousness that had overtaken him. The gravity of last night had struck him hard - he had joined a pack, and though it was what he intended when he came to the park, for the first time in a long time Jaws felt very unsure of himself. He was used to living alone, completely confident in that lifestyle. Now, as a pack wolf, he was expected to care not only for himself but for the pack as a whole.

The gray jay landed on the snow in front of him, peering up with concern. Jaws smiled faintly, and decided his best course of action was to make good on his promise to act as a gamekeeper and warden. With a task at hand, his mind settled, and the tension that had seized his muscles let go. He headed down the slope, planning to work his way from the edge of the pack's boundaries inward.