Redhawk Caldera Whisper

It was with a purposeful stride that Elwood made his way across the flatlands that encompassed the base of the caldera. Things had been quiet as of late -- almost too quiet, he thought. Some within their ranks had recently departed and he couldn't say he missed them, save for Somnia. He was disappointed to find that his friend had vanished without a trace, and though he was concerned, he knew that the odds of Peregrine and Fox accepting her a third time would be slim.

Rather than dwell on questions he couldn't answer, he decided to hunt. Fox's litter would be due in a few weeks and he wanted to replenish the caches. Now that their group was smaller, he needed to throw himself into his work. He paused and scented the breeze, nostrils flaring, before sending up a short, low howl to beckon any nearby packmates to join him.