Redhawk Caldera we're on the island of misfit toys

Her tail wiggled at her uncle's welcoming touch, speeding up when Elwood stepped back and called for the twins. It fell still, though, when the Beta mentioned his older son. Raven reflected on her conversation with her fellow yearling. She nodded thoughtfully to acknowledge Elwood's implied concern.

"I'm not a full-blown medic yet," she said slowly, "so I'm not really qualified to go around making diagnoses. But I think Eljay might be struggling with situational depression. I'd like to help and I hope I can. I offered to take his mind off things by helping him learn more about medicine." Her head canted slightly to the left, wondering what Elwood would make of this information.