Heron Lake Plateau We can just dance to this

Elwood's gaze shifted from Fiadh's face down to the plant jutting from the corners of her mouth, which she quickly set down and then identified as goldenrod. He was not a medic by any means and had very little knowledge of flora, but "goldenrod" sounded somewhat familiar. He had surely heard of it in passing at some point in his five years of life, and he was about to ask Fiadh to tell him about its uses when they were joined by Colt.

He looked to his brother-in-law with a ready smile. While there had been some tension between them briefly during Towhee's stint as Alpha, Elwood had never harbored any hard feelings against Finley's brother. In fact, he was especially pleased that Colt had stayed with the Redhawks as long as he had, considering his history of wanderlust. He bobbed his head in a friendly wordless greeting, then returned his attention to Fiadh when she directed a question at both Blackthorn males.

"Not really, but I'm sure we can figure out a way to help you study," he replied, giving a good-natured shrug and glancing at Colt to see if the Eta was up for it as well.