Redhawk Caldera No cat calls, no tag teams, no mascots

Eljay really, really, really wanted to see the little pups, but he knew that Uncle P had said that he couldn't just yet. And he also remembered that the time that he would be able to see them would be around his coming of age, when he'd go into the adult ranks. Eljay had been terrified for that day, but knowing that he would be able to see the puppies after he was actually counting down the days. Only a few more weeks and he would be able to see the little pups, he told himself.

Yet he couldn't keep himself away from the denning area. Eljay realised as he was halfway there that he had forgotten to bring any gifts, but he couldn't think of anything so quickly and so rather than bring anything, he had no gifts to present. Eljay had had a lot to think about lately, but right now he just thought of hearing about the little pups and he wondered if when mommy and daddy got more pups if he wouldn't be able to see them for a couple of weeks too, 'cause it'd be a really long time to wait to meet his baby brothers and sisters.

When he neared the den, Eljay noticed that Nightjar was there, and he got a nervous churning in his stomach, as though he would much rather turn around and leave. But he imagined that Uncle P had already seen him, and it would therefore be awkward if he left now. Feeling extra self-conscious in Nightjar's presence, Eljay came up to them and waited until their conversation had fallen still so that they'd have time for him. Then he quietly said, "Hi Uncle P, hi Nightjar." He licked his lips and looked away after greeting them in submissive gestures, his tail hanging low at his hocks, nearly folded between his legs to betray his nervousness but also his lack of intent to harm the pups or defy either adult in any way.