Redhawk Caldera So many matters.

There hadn't been a doubt in Elwood's mind, but he was still relieved when Sebastian confirmed his promise to speak with Liffey if possible. "Thank you, Seb," he said, already hoping that the damaged relationship with his daughter would be repaired. If they at least knew where she was, they could breathe easier -- and perhaps could even pay her a visit. But he was getting ahead of himself; he drew himself back to the present as they continued their conversation about Fox and Peregrine.

"This way," Elwood said, turning as he began to lead the way towards the graves of the former Alphas. As he fell into step with Sebastian, his companion made a comment about the longevity of the lives of Peregrine and Fox, and Elwood chuckled as he agreed. "I thought so too. It still seems weird around here without them," he said. It didn't take too long for them to reach the Redhawks' final resting place, seeing as it was located somewhere between the rendezvous site and the whelping den (and when I asked, no one was quite sure where it was!). Elwood gradually came to a halt, looking at the mounds of earth that marked the places where his best friends were buried.

He hung back, but gestured with his snout for Sebastian to go ahead; he would give his friend a few moments of privacy alone with Fox and Peregrine.