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Elwood watched as Peregrine departed, smiling to himself; he had truly gotten lucky all those months ago when he met the Alpha male in the wilds. Never before had he met a pack of wolves that, as a whole, were not related by blood, but were closer than family. He was reflecting on these thoughts when there was a tiny squeak from inside the den, and he craned his neck to look in at Eljay.

"You okay, bud?" he asked to the deaf and sightless pup, but when it appeared that there was nothing wrong, he resumed his position just outside the burrow. He turned his gaze back to the landscape and soon spotted Peregrine returning with a fresh rabbit clasped in his jaws. Elwood's brows raised with surprise and his tail thumped the ground. He hadn't expected Peregrine to catch something for him, but he more than appreciated his effort.

"Wow, thanks," he said, his stomach gurgling even as Peregrine dropped the hare. As the swarthy male settled himself back down, Elwood tucked into his meal, eating a sizable portion before tucking the remains of the carcass just inside the den. "Finley will enjoy a bite of this later," he said, then refocused his gaze on Peregrine. "So what's going on with you and Fox? The firebirds?"