Redhawk Caldera Doors slam, hearts open- A child is lost

He bit his lip, praying Elwood would not weep in front of him. He was not a social wolf, and how to comfort someone else besides himself was something he was still working on. He could go cry later if he so wanted to, as long as Trick was far, far away. Luckily that was not the case. He could almost hear him thinking - taking it all in for a moment, and Trick waited patiently. He did not like failing, but, he guessed, no one did. He let his gaze go over the ground, not wanting to look at Elwood for a moment before he spoke.

Both his brows raised. Someone was thanking him. Someone was actually thanking him. He squinted as he raised his muzzle to look at Elwood again. Being thanked was not something he was used to - not when he had failed in his own eyes. The father sounded hopeful - almost determined to find Lucy again, and Trick couldn't help but give a crooked smile. Yes... Yes! We'll find her again. S-She can't be far! He replied hopeful, perhaps more convincing himself than Elwood.