A thousand teeth and yours among them.

Elwood normally didn't mind the rain, but he kept a wary eye on the sky as he wrapped up his patrol. Although the clouds were dark, they didn't hold the same dangerous promise that the big storm had; even so, he was eager to head home and dry off with Finley and Eljay. He started to move away from the borders but a figure slumped on the ground nearby drew his attention.

Ears pricked and nostrils flared, the Beta approached slowly and carefully. It took him a moment, but he eventually identified the wolf -- it was Njal, a friend of Fox's that had been with them a few weeks prior to the tornado. He seemed to be in bad shape, and Elwood prepared himself to call for Sebastian or Raven if necessary. His gaze lingered on Njal's twisted hind leg for a long few seconds. "Njal?" he questioned, coming to a tentative halt a few feet from the disheveled male.