Redhawk Caldera out of feathers out of bones.

Also being vague about dat! <3

With all that had happened recently, Elwood's time spent with Finley had dwindled. For hours, he had toiled at the borders, reinforcing their scent markers and searching for Peter -- and when he wasn't patrolling, he was attempting to hunt and track the missing herds. Although it was like springtime all over again and the earth was beginning to blossom, he hadn't had any leads -- and the only food he had been able to provide for his wife had been small morsels, barely enough to sustain her much less the life growing inside her.

So Elwood's anxiety levels were at an all-time high, and despite the fact that he wasn't often at Finley's side, he felt particularly attuned to her. He heard her sobs from a distance, but they reverberated in his ears like he was right next to her. His heart twisted as he searched for her; it wasn't difficult to find her, near the whelping den where she had birthed Eljay and where she would bring their newest litter into the world -- for better or for worse.

He whined softly, at a loss for words, and lowered himself to the ground alongside her. His body fit protectively around hers and he began to preen the soft fur behind her ears, his eyes shut tight against the emotion building within him.