Redhawk Caldera Once upon a time

Elwood disappeared from view and the pup froze, listening as he clambered off the log. He appeared at the far side within a few seconds, spurring Wildfire to roll onto her feet and crawl through the remaining length of the fallen tree. When she reached the exit, she grinned up at her uncle, tail wagging and thumping on either side of the log's interior. At last, she set the hoof down at her feet, only to suddenly notice the sunny yellow wildflowers.

Wildfire wasn't that interested in the soft blossoms, though she remembered that Raven seemed to like them. She wanted to take these ones back to her sister. But how could she carry both items at once? The puppy's brow knitted as she glanced between the delicate yellow petals and the well-chewed hoof. She made a thoughtful noise under her breath, then after a long time, she bent to pluck the flowers. They drooped from her small muzzle as her golden eyes fell sadly on the hoof.