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Before long, Elwood was joined by Peregrine. He turned, his ears pricking as he watched the swarthy male approach. His gaze lingered on the peppered grey fur around Perry's face and throat; though the sudden change had been shocking, it gave the Alpha male a distinguished appearance. Elwood's tail thumped the ground heartily when Peregrine slung himself to the ground alongside him, apparently having some free time and choosing to spend it with his Beta.

"Things are good -- great, even," he replied, stealing a glance back into the den at the mention of his son. Eljay was still a rather under-active child, spending a lot of time sleeping. Even when he was awake, he wasn't particularly active; he seemed to like to just take in his surroundings and react to stimuli, rather than seeking out experiences. But Elwood wasn't worried -- not yet, anyway. He was happy to oblige to his son's developing personality and quirks.

"He was awake a few minutes ago, but I think he might've fallen asleep," he said, cocking an ear. Elwood Jr's sounds had ceased for the time being. Shifting his gaze to Peregrine, Elwood then asked, "How are Sebastian and Dove?" Their scents lingered in the leader's fur, indicating that he had paid them a recent visit.