Redhawk Caldera You bring me sun-sun-sunshine

Fox yelped giddily when he nipped her, then bounded toward their first stop. The going wasn't particularly rough, and the crunchy leaves beneath their feet sucked away the silence of the afternoon. Overhead, it was cloudy, and the heat of summer was long gone. Occasionally, the young leader would glance over at her counterpart and grin at him stupidly, for no reason other than the fact that she was in a good mood and he was there to share it with her.

When they rounded a particularly rocky bend in the old deer trail, Fox pranced over to their first option like an overzealous realtor. It was a mound of earth with a hole in the middle. Nothing fancy, but they were just wolves, after all. There were a couple of fallen logs propped up by the sides that almost gave it the appearance of having a wooden entryway. Roots stuck out from the sides as well, and Fox gnawed at one with her teeth for no reason other than it was something to chew on. Spitting out the grime that it left in her mouth, she looked back to Peregrine.

“Whatcha think of this one?” It wasn't her top choice, but if she'd shown him that first, it would have been such a short trip!