Redhawk Caldera you can make me whole again

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Every day seemed to grow worse than the last. Eljay tried to take care of @Liffey and @Lagan to help daddy @Elwood , but it was just so hard to get by. Every day that mommy @Finley was gone, he felt his hope dwindle further that she would ever return; and he felt his heart plummet and tear at the seams. He wasn't sure how much more tearing it could take before it would be torn into a million unrecollectable pieces. He seemed to sink further into his mind, feeling depraved of energy to do anything. In turn, not contributing made Eljay feel even worse; he was just a mooch, and his fear of being thrown from the pack by @Peregrine or @Fox grew with each day. Some days he managed to be more productive, do something, but most days he spent laying around, or making half-hearted attempts at hunting — which almost always failed — or looking after his siblings.

Today he was doing the former, trying to hunt something; anything, so that he could feel like not-a-complete-mooch. Yet it was hard to get his feet into motion at all, to motivate his body to cooperate because his mind had sunken so deep into a pit. He tried to sniff out some scent tracks around the afternoon, hoping to find at least a wounded critter or something like that. But the hope was nothing compared to the turmoil in his mind, the feeling that a part of him had been viciously ripped from him.

All he wanted was his moomy, so that he could feel whole again.