Redhawk Caldera Suicide

She heeded his order, but only after slinging her body low to the ground and creeping across the scent lines. This only further worried Elwood; it was evidence that she knew that what she had done was wrong. So why had she done it?

He strode towards her, head and tail flung up authoritatively as he channeled his inner Peregrine. Even though this was the Alphas' daughter, there was a code of conduct that needed to be addressed. All of the Redhawk wolves were on high alert, with the newest batch of firebirds likely slumbering near the core of the territory. Elwood's gaze and stance softened, however, as he gave Wildfire a cursory glance; he couldn't see the matted blood clinging to the fur on her haunches, but he almost immediately spotted the lacerations along her neck.

He didn't move any closer to her, not wanting to frighten her any more, but instead asked in low tones, "What happened?"