Redhawk Caldera Throwback Thursday

Elwood stirred at the sound of Peregrine's voice, slowly pulling himself into consciousness. He blinked away the last tendrils of sleep, his mind grasping at the hazy edges of a dream that was gone before he could fully comprehend it. He lifted his head, licking his lips to cure himself of a dry mouth as he glanced around, instinctively looking for Finley and Lucy -- only to be disappointed when the weight of reality settled itself firmly on his shoulders.

He sighed heavily as he pushed himself into a sitting position, tipping his chin upward to stretch his neck and spine before standing. Peregrine's dark figure came into his line of vision, accompanied by Gannet's lighter and more slender silhouette. Despite the fact that his own family was still depressingly incomplete, Elwood couldn't help but smile at the sight of the Alpha and his son. "Thanks," he replied, eyeing the rabbit hungrily but refraining from digging in just yet.

"How's it going?" he asked, his gaze straying to the healing wound on Peregrine's shoulder that had been inflicted by Ferret.