Redhawk Caldera Freshly disowned in some frozen devotion

"Not far. I only made it -" to the mesa, he was going to say, but a boisterous figure burst from the surrounding with the intent to merge itself with Elwood; the boy was familiar, but he did not rouse a smile to Njal's face. The older wolf watched as the youth squished up against his father, and flicked an irritated ear when he was greeted. He didn't say anything to Eljay, more inclined to finish his original, interrupted statement. "I only made it to the mesa and the neighboring river." With that said, Njal gave a cursory glance at the trees and shadows, wondering if either Fox or Peregrine would be coming at all. Almost as an afterthought, Njal asked, "How are things?"