Redhawk Caldera A-nos-MIA

"I won't," was Elwood's faithful reply. He wondered what he would do in Peregrine's situation; would he want to share that information with Finley right away, or wait to see if the problem corrected itself? Losing one's sense of smell was no joke as a wolf -- that would severely impede Peregrine's ability to hunt. Dread brewed in the pit of Elwood's stomach, but he convinced himself that this was just a temporary issue. It had to be -- right?

Peregrine grabbed onto Elwood's idea to search the tunnels and the two males turned in tandem, changing course and setting their sights on the caldera's slopes. Although Elwood didn't know if they would really have any success, it felt better to have a goal rather than aimlessly wandering the borders. "I'm sure we'll find her soon," he said in an attempt to be reassuring as they picked up speed and loped towards the mountain, heading for one of the large openings near its base.