Redhawk Caldera growing black irises in the sunshine

Is this open? I thought we could use it for our game of Telephone. I'm going to PP @Dove in here and you're welcome to do the same. ;)

The caldera's newest member had arrived and Wildfire couldn't be more excited. However, her parents informed her she would not be able to meet Elwood Jr for a few more days. She pouted, of course, but Wildfire was nothing if not obedient. She resisted the urge to sneak away to her aunt and uncle's (and new cousin's!) den... for now.

Fortunately, Aunt Dove provided a distraction by inviting Wildfire to accompany her to the inner lake for a quick dip. She bounded along in the white female's wake, up and over the caldera's rim. They stood there a moment, catching their breath, and that's when Wildfire spotted a form hunched by the water's edge. She squinted, trying to decide if it was Pan, Njal or someone new altogether.

But only getting closer would solve that mystery. Dove led the way down the decline and Wildfire bumbled after her, tripping and falling at least thrice. By the time the earth evened out underfoot, her chin was bleeding. Mindless of this, Wildfire slowly approached the figure. She sniffed the air. It was definitely Njal.

Drawing up alongside him, she queried sotto voce, "What'cha doing?"