Redhawk Caldera Freshly disowned in some frozen devotion

Not Fox or Peregrine, but I thought I would hop in! :)

The sound of a howl drew Elwood's attention. He pricked his ears, listening and deciphering the message. The voice was familiar, but it took him a moment to identify its owner. It was Njal, the older wolf who had joined their ranks and then departed an equal amount of times. The Beta frowned; he knew Fox and Peregrine's thoughts on deserters, but his opinion was softened by his experience with Finley. Sometimes things happened beyond one's control.

So he hoisted himself to his paws and moved towards the borders, approaching with his head and tail held appropriately high. He would greet Njal with neutrality, planning to hear him out before deciding whether or not a visit from the Alphas was warranted. It would ultimately be their decision to let the wanderer back into the pack or send him away. Elwood came to a halt, his gaze roving over the former Redhawk. It looked as though Njal's leg had healed -- with or without Ashton's help -- and overall he did not seem to be the worse for wear.

"Where have you been?" Elwood asked, yellow eyes fixing on the wolf's face as he expectantly awaited an answer.