Redhawk Caldera ain't nobody love like you do.

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Elwood wasn't usually one for an afternoon nap, but after spending the morning with Eljay and the firebirds, he was worn out. He had forgotten just how exhausting children could be -- especially when they belonged to Fox and Peregrine. His own parenting experience had been much different, with just one tiny son to tend to. But the yet-unnamed boys were an active bunch and had kept the two Blackthorns busy.

He had only been sleeping for about half an hour, just long enough to slip into a deeper slumber. His paws, ears, and muzzle twitched intermittently as he dreamed; he licked his lips as he imagined the enormous elk he had managed to bring down on all his own. There was a sudden pressure against the length of his body, and in his mind that translated to being trapped beneath the weight of the massive carcass -- so he woke with a start.

Luckily, he gathered his bearings quickly and realized that Finley was lying down next to him, peering into his face with bright, happy eyes. He gave a barking laugh. "You scared me," he said, reaching out to punch her gently in the shoulder with his paw.