Redhawk Caldera werewolf bar mitzvah, spooky scary.

Although Elwood wanted to keep shouting Liffey's name, he forced himself to clamp his mouth shut and use his eyes, ears, and nose to find her. As he pressed onward, he heard a commotion that sounded a lot like a collision -- the crunching of leaves underfoot coupled with loud exhales, as though two entities had run into each other. Fearing the worst, Elwood accelerated, running blindly through the trees.

He very nearly tripped over his daughter and nephew as he came upon them quite suddenly. He staggered to the left, his paws scrabbling as he quickly tried to regain his balance. When he whirled back around, his eyes wide, he was thankful and relieved to take in the sight of Gannet and Liffey, the smaller of the two huddling close to her larger cousin. "Are you okay?" Elwood asked breathlessly, even as he stepped forward to envelop both young wolves in his embrace.