Redhawk Caldera angel of mercy

"No, no!" was Elwood's quick response to Eljay's question. He spoke the truth -- there was nothing about Eljay's personality that made him fear another litter with Finley. Despite his shortcomings, Eljay was well-liked by everyone in the pack and was slowly coming into his own. The circumstances surrounding his birth and childhood had been...well, different. Elwood didn't anticipate the same kind of problems going forward.

He shook his head firmly. Hadn't he told Eljay numerous times that he would make a great big brother? "No, it's just a big decision in general. Like I said, we have to get permission from Uncle P and Aunt Fox, and they'll probably want to make sure that the new firebirds are old enough. The pack can't support a whole bunch of puppies at once, so we all want the boys to be a little older first." Realizing that his explanation was sounding very logical and fact-oriented, he backtracked a bit. He might have been a left-brained wolf, but his son's worries were coming from an emotional place, not a reasonable one.

"But your mom and I love each other very much, and we love you very much, too. That's why we are thinking about it," he said with a soft smile.