Bramblepoint nostalgia in reverse

After giving it a considerable amount of thought, Elwood had finally taken the plunge and crossed Redhawk Caldera's borders. He couldn't even remember the last time he had ventured away from home, and there was a vague sense of trepidation in the back of his mind as he traipsed through the desolate landscape. As he set his nose to the ground and began to work, however, he slowly grew more comfortable, slipping into the familiar role of hunter.

He moved towards Bramblepoint, initially surprised at how bare the trees' gnarled branches were. No matter how much time passed since the locust swarm, he couldn't get used to the sheer amount of devastation they had wrought. The Beta inhaled deeply, searching for any sign of life, but the scent that filled his nostrils was not of prey -- but of a packmate. Curiosity piqued, he began to track Panther.