Redhawk Caldera Every week has a weekend

Yet again, the caldera's ranks were nearly full. Elwood wasn't sure of the exact number of wolves that now resided in their territory, but he knew that the recent additions over the last few weeks meant that he needed to increase his efforts as a gamekeeper. All of the newbies were able-bodied individuals who would surely help to put food on the table; however, this didn't stop him from hunting more frequently.

And, with the firebirds growing by the day, there needed to be more meat in the caches. He had stopped by the Alphas' den briefly, poking his head in to say hello to his nieces and nephew, and then had ventured down towards the borders. His destination was the rabbit warren that he and Somnia had feasted from some months ago, and which Magpie had also taken advantage of. By now, the hares should have fallen back into a false sense of security -- which would allow the Beta the opportunity to snag two or three by the time he was finished.

As he strode purposefully towards the extensive underground burrow, he kept his eyes and ears alert; if he came across any other packmates, he would invite them to accompany him. The sun warmed his back, signifying that it was midday, and he knew he had plenty of time to carefully flush the rabbits from their home.