Redhawk Caldera Kyrie among nations

Elwood nodded as Peregrine confirmed that he and Nightjar hadn't come across anything unusual. Overall, the caldera had been particularly quiet as of late, as Peregrine had noted; the Beta, for one, had been kind of relieved after all that had gone on with Finley. "I'm not complaining," he agreed, then paused as Peregrine gave Nightjar a directive.

Obediently and without speaking, the burly firebird took his father's suggestion and departed from their company. Elwood watched him go, then turned to follow Peregrine as they moved away from Nightjar. He bobbed his head again at the mention of a potential hunt; that would be more exciting than patrolling, should they deem that the borders were secure for the time being.

He couldn't help but smile as Peregrine guided the conversation in a predictable direction. He had discussed this very topic with Fox only a few weeks ago; and in the time that had passed, he and Finley still hadn't broached the topic of having another litter. "I don't know yet," he replied honestly. "I think we'll probably talk about it more once the spring rolls around."