Redhawk Caldera no sunlight, no sunlight anymore.

I've missed yewww <3

Since Finley's return, things were back to normal, at least on the surface. Elwood was able to resume his duties of hunting and patrolling the borders -- particularly along the southern edge of the caldera, since Lusa's pack was determined to claim Haunted Wood -- as well as spending some time with his little family. He tried to ignore the glaring differences that stared him in the face on a daily basis: Eljay's increased separation anxiety and clinginess, as well as Finley's withdrawal into herself. She tried to put on a brave front, but Elwood could often see past her unconvincing smile.

Presently, he was on his way back from a hunt. He had cached the leftovers and contemplated venturing to the outskirts in order to strengthen their boundaries. But instead, he found his feet pulling him towards home, and he didn't fight it. As he drew nearer, he could see that Finley was outside resting and his spirits lifted ever so slightly. Maybe this was a good sign -- maybe she was getting better.

His gaze lingered on the scars left by the porcupine quills, but he made himself look her in the eye after a moment. A smile creased his lips as he came to a halt in front of her, his tail waving gently behind him. "How are you feeling?" he asked, even as he peered over her shoulder to spot Eljay slumbering in the background.