Redhawk Caldera She's a habit and I can't let go

After circling around the edge of the territory and performing a much longer patrol than usual, Elwood was ready for an afternoon nap. He typically only meandered along the outskirts for a half an hour at a time -- using a technique he had learned from the Alpha and master warden himself -- but the weather was so beautiful that he had allowed himself to get lost in his thoughts. Luckily, there hadn't been anything amiss; no sign of trespassers or any disturbances near the edge of their territory. Spring seemed to be getting off to a peaceful start.

With a wide yawn, the silver Beta ambled towards the den that he shared with Finley, hoping to find her but feeling a bit doubtful. He knew that she had been gone from the caldera for the last little while, satisfying her urges as an outrider and also tracking a nearby herd. He was willing to let her roam to her heart's desire, as long as she came back to him -- and he was starting to miss her.

As their little bungalow came into view, he called out quietly, his tail waving behind him as his paws pressed into the warm earth. "Hey @Finley -- you in there?"