Redhawk Caldera The jig is up, the news is out

Elwood regarded the she-wolf with mild disinterest until she expressed her reason for visiting. It took a moment for the words to sink in, but his eyes widened and he lifted his head with surprise. She had found one of their wolves -- a female -- it had to be Finley. He felt the strangest mixture of relief and panic swirling in his belly; "she's a little rough," Roz said, which indicated that Finley was injured. But she was alive, and from Roz's tone, it didn't seem that she had encountered too much harm.

Wildfire was already springing into action, pressing the chocolate-coated female for more details. "Where is she?" he asked, his heart rate accelerating. It sounded as though they would need more assistance; his mind whirled as he started to put together a plan. Maybe he could recruit Pan or Raven to stay with Eljay, as he didn't know how long this excursion would take, and perhaps Peregrine would come along with them. He briefly found himself wishing that Sebastian was still around, because the bulky male's size and strength certainly would have been an asset, but the thought was fleeting.

"How much help does she need?" he then questioned, taking an anxious step towards Roz.