Redhawk Caldera A-nos-MIA

Thanks! Still sick but feeling a tiny bit better today...

Elwood agreed to help. Peregrine could only watch helplessly as the Beta sniffed around for a scent trail, then began to move. The Alpha fell into step behind him, then found himself sniffing at the ground purely out of habit. But he couldn't smell a damn thing. He felt his blood run cold, then hot, then cold again. What if it never came back, just like his vision had never returned to his right eye? What if Raven couldn't help him, once they found her?

He had no reason to believe they wouldn't track her down eventually. He hadn't seen her in a couple of days but that didn't mean anything, did it? As a matter of fact, Peregrine hadn't gone a single day without at least bumping into his youngest child at least once or twice. Worry began to really gnaw at his heart. It was exacerbated every time he tried to catch her scent, only to be reminded that she wasn't the only thing that had gone MIA.

"Anything?" he asked Elwood as they continued tracking. He felt so completely impotent. Peregrine hated it.