Redhawk Caldera the quiet child

Elwood's grin only grew as he looked down into his son's wide eyes. The pup sniffed and blinked, trying to adjust to the new sensation and the barrage of stimuli that were surely assaulting him, and his father patiently waited. After a moment, Eljay gave a little yip -- of excitement, Elwood assumed -- and he laughed.

"What do you see?" he asked, wishing that the boy could give him a proper response. It would be some time before he was stringing together words or understanding questions, but he couldn't wait for that day. In the meantime, he would enjoy watching Elwood Jr. meet his developmental milestones, even if he accomplished them a little later than the firebirds had.