Redhawk Caldera ARMY BRATS

Finley arrived shortly after Elwood, and though she left only a few inches of space between them, it felt like miles. Elwood glanced over at her, noticing her downtrodden expression and the way she leveled her gaze at her feet. Without speaking, he moved closer to her, so that their grey fur entwined. He gently leaned his shoulder against hers; he might not have known what to say, but he still wanted to reassure her.

When Fox spoke, he lifted his head and looked to the Alpha female. She looked strong and sharp, especially next to Peregrine's slumped form. He didn't like seeing the couple like this, and he chewed his lower lip absently as Fox addressed the crowd. Her words didn't come as a surprise to him; she had already sealed the borders to outsiders, and it only made sense that each and every pack member knew how to adequately defend their territory.

He nodded as she mentioned him by name -- although he might've argued that he wasn't a "seasoned" warrior -- and allowed his gaze to briefly scan the crowd. She then opened the floor up for questions. Elwood didn't have anything to add just yet, though he was happy to offer his services to help train the firebirds or subordinates as a warrior or warden.