Redhawk Caldera Every week has a weekend

The mention of milk duds made Elwood chuckle; he had quickly gotten used to the way Peregrine and Fox casually referred to her pregnancy. He could imagine that she was eager for the babies to start eating meat, both for their own independence as well as her own. "I know what you mean," he quipped, although they both knew that he really didn't. Males could sympathize all they wanted to, but would never truly experience pregnancy like their mates.

Fox then requested his companionship to explore a cave and Elwood readily agreed. He wasn't a professional cave-diver by any means, but he did enjoy disappearing beneath the caldera's surface every once in a while. Close quarters and dank tunnels didn't bother him like they did Peregrine, though he didn't realize the extent of his friend's anxiety. "Yeah, let's do it!" he said, a bounce in his step as he started to follow Fox.

Conversation came easily between them, and he grinned as Finley's name came up almost immediately. "Well, she won't really let me treat her like a queen -- she won't even let me call her my mate -- but I'm doing my best," he joked with a swish of his tail. "Truthfully, though, things are going well, and I think we're both happy," he then added in a more serious tone.