Redhawk Caldera Freshly disowned in some frozen devotion

They called, but no one came. Maybe Fox was too busy elsewhere - or maybe she was busy with Peregrine, preparing for the spring when they would no doubt be introducing more of their firebirds to the world. Either way, the chorus of Elwood and Eljay fell through the trees and was met with no response. Njal huffed softly to himself as he watched the other adult, wondering what would happen now.

"She must be busy." He commented after a lengthy pause, head raised and ears turning so that he could pick up any sign of a reply upon the air. Still none came. The old man's attention drifted between the grove of trees around them, to Elwood, to Eljay, and then he asked: "What now? I'm able-bodied again, so will you let me back in?" He could always find Fox later and talk to her, no harm no foul. Although she might not be so pleased with his disappearing act.