Redhawk Caldera The jig is up, the news is out

Another day, another call from a stranger at the borders. Elwood responded dutifully, his paws carrying him to his destination swiftly and efficiently, but without any gusto. There wasn't much pep in his step these days, although he often tried to fake it for Eljay. He didn't want the boy to see how unhappy he was.

His ears pricked when he spotted Wildfire beelining towards a dark-coated she-wolf. The outrider was a blur of red against the landscape, and Elwood was just close enough to hear her give the interloper a familiar greeting as he approached. Assuming that this was just someone that Wildfire knew from her travels, he came to a stop just behind his niece, yellow eyes resting expectantly on Roz as he waited for her answer.