Redhawk Caldera Back to report... nothing.

Elwood looked up from the nearly-empty cache he had been examining, his ears turning to listen to Sebastian's call. He was glad to hear that his friend had returned safely, and could only hope that he had good news. Of course, if he had his missing family members with him, that would be wonderful -- but it could also pose a problem. He had noticed that prey was growing scarce, and he had to wonder if it was due to their swollen ranks. The land could only sustain so many wolves, and they had been over their usual limit for some time.

Shaking his head and putting those thoughts in the back of his mind for now, Elwood began to seek out Sebastian. He found him near the borders, his shoulders hunched and his head hanging low. His body language gave Elwood all the information he needed: he hadn't been successful in his search for his mate and his children. Gnawing on the inside of his lip, Elwood approached quietly, his tail drooping between his hind legs and his ears splayed to the side.

"You're back," he said, lowering himself to his haunches next to Sebastian. "You didn't find them?" he queried softly.