Redhawk Caldera Swinging from the fire escape

When Towhee suddenly stilled and grew stiff, Elwood paused, following her gaze across the landscape. In the distance, he spotted West; she didn't make any attempt to approach, although he would have welcomed her, and in fact she moved farther away from the group of puppies and adults at the sound of Towhee's growling. He turned back to look at Towhee, an amused smirk finding its way to his face, and he gave Finley an appreciative glance when she non-verbally reprimanded their goddaughter with a soft snap of her teeth.

The rest of the family was relatively quiet as they continued on their way, until Finley sprinted ahead with a cheerful bark. Elwood laughed and trotted after her, nudging at Towee's hindquarters as he loped after his mate. In just a few strides, their surroundings began to open up into rolling hills, the early signs of spring already evident in the greenery.

"We're here," he commented to no one in particular, watching the puppies for their reactions.