Redhawk Caldera i warn you not to doubt the silence before the storm

Eljay had been worried about Wildfire; when everyone's focus turned towards a pile of red fur and her children dashed towards her Eljay had never been so relieved. He was a bit surprised to hear that the Heda was Wildfire's mate, however, a thing that he had not yet realised because Wildfire and the Heda had never been in Drageda at the same time as he and he had never connected the dots that Bobbin was related to Artaax and Blixen. Now everything clicked in his mind and Eljay felt like he should go to them as he croaked with a tightened throat, "Wiffle!" but everyone else was already gathered round them and he felt he would only be in the way.

In the end he just stayed where he was, rooted in place, not sure what he should do now. Everyone was so busy with Wildfire so he figured he would just keep standing here until, well, they would leave, or something. He still felt the unignorable urge to go to mommy and daddy and bury his head in their fur but he also knew he must be strong... He couldn't just turn his back on the Heda and Drageda now that he was finally in and had regained some of his strengths.

Daddy beckoned him to come closer and Eljay put a foot forward, a step that felt like a journey of a lifetime's length, a step that looked awkward and woody and like Eljay had completely forgotten how to even walk in the past couple of eventful minutes. He swallowed thickly, looking unhappy as he slowly shambled towards mommy and daddy, body language submissive and eyes pleading for them to close the distance.