Redhawk Caldera Round up the usual suspects

It had only been a week since the incident, yet already Wildfire felt much better. She was still sleeping more than usual and Tiger insisted that she keep eating yucky plants, yet she was able to run and play with her brother and sister and continue her Naturalist activities. She rarely, if ever, thought about the moment Junior had struck her. The visitor's unexpected attempt on her life certainly did not prevent Wildfire from enjoying the myriad of wolves who came calling to look in on her, mostly the gentle giant Sebastian. 

There was a notable absence in her slew of visitors, however. She had seen Elwood a time or two, yet Finley hadn't come by even once since the attack. Wildfire wasn't about to hold it against her aunt, though she missed her dearly. Today, she decided that if Finley couldn't come to her, she would go to Finley. Her parents didn't seem to mind that the pups had been straying from the rendezvous site, so she slipped away after lunch.

The one truly lingering effect of the incident was her inability to raise her voice. She could now speak softly, more or less, but never again would Wildfire be able to yell or even talk loudly. Howling was definitely out of the question too, at least for now. It made the search difficult, as she couldn't call her aunt's name as she meandered around the territory. She would have to rely on her senses to track the Beta female's location.