Redhawk Caldera Oh, what a noble, distinguished collection

*swoops in with superhero costume* finally some time to pop into a new thread :)

It was nice to see the pups grow up. Eljay was a little frightened that Gannet and Peter might turn into wussies like him, because they liked to spend time with him so much and he liked to be around them, too. But he tried his best not to be so scared when he was around the pups, because he wanted them to grow up just fine. It was really strange not to be the youngest and smallest around anymore, too; where had the time gone?

When Eljay approached the den, he noticed Peter running in circles and then falling to the ground in a pile of giggles. Eljay wondered if he had ever been like that... Probably not. He felt a pang of envy, but quickly swiped it under the carpet because it made him feel guilty — he had wonderful parents and he should be happy that he was so privileged to live here. He wondered if they'd move, or if they'd stay here; the thought of moving panicked Eljay, but he figured the pups might not even remember once they were all grown up that they had ever moved at all. Maybe he ought to go outside of the Caldera's boundaries at some point. He was almost a year old and had never left the pack, after all. But it wasn't all that easy...

Eljay took a deep breath and pushed his many thoughts and worries aside, then stepped forward the giggling Peter. "Hi Peter! What'cha doing today?" he asked, a soft smile on his face.