Redhawk Caldera in the midst of sailing ships.

*barges in*

With a fat hare clutched in his jaws, Elwood made haste in returning to the den. He had slipped out momentarily, promising to bring food for Finley, and he kept the trip short and quick. The new father sometimes felt as though any time spent away from his son was time wasted -- even though Elwood Jr usually wasn't up to much. Despite his quiet, lethargic nature, Elwood couldn't have loved him more.

He slipped back into the den with nary a sound, lowering himself to the ground and depositing the rabbit near Finley. He reached out to lick the tip of her nose, then looked at Eljay, who was laying quietly between his mother's forelegs. "How's the little guy?" he asked, not surprised to see that the pup was nearly motionless, though the subtle quivering of his nose indicated that he was, indeed, awake.