Redhawk Caldera you seem like kind of a maserati.

Eljay swallowed thickly as he waited just outside the den and watched as daddy went in to inspect them. How he longed to be as much a part of this again as he had been in the past, but for now he did what he could: wait outside until invited in. Meanwhile, all he could do to make sure that mommy was alright was call out towards them: "Mommy, are you alright? How are you feeling? Is there a lot of blood?" He didn't want another repeat -- he didn't want a fatal ending this time, specifically -- and though it was probably not what they wanted to think of in this magical moment, their worried son thought differently.

He waited, shifting weight from paw to paw. He heard talking but that didn't indicate that they were really well, so hopefully he would get a confirmation in that direction soon.