Redhawk Caldera one step at a time

I CAN'T HELP MYSELF.

She was back, empty-handed. To add insult to injury (or perhaps the other way around), her paws were rubbed raw from all the traveling and the allergic reaction to the pine needles in Neverwinter Forest. She stayed off them as much as she could, though she was nothing if not a wanderer... even if she only wandered around the caldera. Walking gingerly on her aching feet, the juvenile tried not to feel too down in the dumps over her failure or her condition as she found herself moseying toward the Betas' den.

A little howl cut through the air, causing her to stop and prick her ears. She smiled, immediately recognizing the voice. "Elwood Jr!" she shouted at the top of her voice, which wasn't loud at all. Wildfire began moving again, ignoring the stinging in her paws and the concern about Pan's whereabouts. The pup came into view and she smiled, waving her black tail as she moved closer. "Was that you singing?" she asked despite already knowing the answer.