Redhawk Caldera Running Free

Ohen ventured from Blackfeather once again, and it felt wonderful to see new land. These wilds were beautiful, and the dark male had found many new creatures and herbs. Ohen came apon claimed lands, and he sat a respectable distance from the boarder. He didn't want to trespass or cause a fight, however something was tempting him to enter the pack territory. A beautiful red flower that grows just beyond the boarder, reminded him of the flower his mother gave him when he left Dragon Valley.

A whine escaped Ohen as he crept a little closer to the boarder. He enjoyed staring at the flower that reminded him of his mother, but that just wasn't good enough. The ebony male needed to have that flower with him back in Blackfeather, even though it would most likely die within a few days. Once again Ohen crept a little closer to the boarder, as he searched for any wolves that belonged to this pack. The dark male was just five feet away from entering the territory, when something moved. Ohen got low to the ground, flattened his ears, and hoped that whatever had caught his attention moved away, as he didn't feel like gaining any new scars.

The death of Jaws had been a shock; it was the way of the wild, but the loss still came as a surprise. It appeared that the coywolf had bitten off more than he could chew in a hunting attempt and hadn't lived to see the result. The Beta had circled back to the scene of the crime, the smell of blood still lingering in the air. He paused in his step, closing his eyes and bowing his head before turning and continuing on his way.

He hadn't known Jaws well, but of one thing he was certain -- the former Delta would not have wanted the pack to cease its forward motion in order to mourn him. His desire would be for the wolves of Redhawk Caldera to continue with their lives, providing for each other and for the firebirds. So that was what Elwood would do.

After traveling only a short distance along the borders, he spotted a dark figure crouched only a few feet from the clearly marked scent line. Although the wolf did not seem to be posing any sort of threat, the Beta's hackles stood on end and he moved with a stiff-legged gait towards the outsider, his ears pressed forward and his brow wrinkled in a frown. "What do you want?" he asked, coming to a halt and eyeing the stranger warily.

Unfortunately for Ohen he did not go unnoticed and was soon before a wolf that most likely belonged to the pack who's baorders he was at. Ohen stood and gave a bow to the stranger to show respect for being at their boarders, and also to hopefully avoid a fight. When the stranger asked what he wanted the ebony male wasn't sure if he wanted to tell him the truth. He found it a bit embarrassing wanting a flower, as it was usually girls who searched for flowers to pick.

"Umm, can I have that flower" Ohen finally asked and used his muzzle to point to the lovely red plant. The dark male wondered what the stranger would think of a wolf coming to the boarders just for a flower, when their are plenty of other flowers all about. However none looked similar to this red one, and the thought of his mother and home made this plant ten times more valuable to Ohen than it would to any other wolf.

The male quickly shifted his posture to display the correct amount of respect, as a loner approaching the borders of a pack. Elwood gave a subtle nod of his head to show his approval, and simultaneously his nostrils flared. He wanted to determine if this wolf sought to join their ranks, or if he was from a neighboring group. The smell of wolves was heavy on his pelt, so the Beta felt comfortable assuming that he was not looking for a home; but then, what was his purpose?

After a brief hesitation, the stranger voiced his reason for crouching near their borders. "Umm, can I have that flower?" he asked, and Elwood blinked in response. It was a strange request, but he followed the other's gaze to the red blossom, which stood in stark contrast to the green foliage.

Personally, Elwood had no qualms about giving the flower away; it held no significance to him or to his pack. But first, curiosity got the best of him. "Why?" he asked, canting his head to one side.

The explanation that the other wolf provided was good enough for Elwood. Truthfully, he didn't pay a whole lot of attention to the reasoning; he simply shrugged his shoulders, plucked the flower from the earth, and deposited it at the stranger's feet. He waited until the wolf had disappeared from sight with the red blossom, then turned and returned to his duties.