Redhawk Caldera we're on the island of misfit toys

*squeezes in a lunch break post*

Elwood was feeling frustrated, but he wasn't quite sure what to do with himself. In just a matter of days, Redhawk Caldera had splintered; two of its core members were gone, not to mention the missing Finley and Lucy. He didn't understand the motive behind Fox's actions and resented that he had been unable to do anything to help Shrike. But even though he was disgruntled and the caldera was beginning to feel like it wasn't the home he had known, he didn't think confronting Fox would be the right thing to do. He didn't want to find himself booted from the pack like Shrike.

He was brooding at the rendezvous site, for the first time having something on his mind other than Finley and Lucy. There was a soft huff from nearby, indicating the presence of another wolf, and Elwood looked up. A short distance away stood a black she-wolf that he didn't immediately recognize. He peered at her for a long moment, then sniffed and triggered a memory. "Raven?" he asked, having missed the return of his niece in all the commotion of the last few days.