Redhawk Caldera like a whirlwind

Daddy tried, as always. He always tried. Eljay felt even more guilty that he was being so useless when daddy tried. He looked even bleaker and unhappier compared to daddy's never-ending stream of optimism. Eljay bit his lip and looked at the ground as daddy approached, happy as always, trying so hard to pretend like everything was fine when they both knew that mommy might be out there dying right now.

Eljay didn't want to hunt. He'd tried it earlier and it had resulted into nothing. " 'm patrolling," he mumbled while licking his lips submissively -- not used to going against daddy's, or anyone's, word or request -- as he kept his gaze on the horizon, clearly not paying much attention to anything. The only thing that'd make him jump up would be a grey dot in the distance at that moment.