Redhawk Caldera i'm searching for a song tonight.

Liffey shook her head as the stick skittered across the ground, away from her. She heard footsteps then and rolled again to glance backward. Eljay was approaching, and that simple fact made her smile in spite of her aggravation over what she had just done. She pulled her legs beneath and pushed herself up onto her haunches, tail wagging as her elder brother came near enough for her to reach out and touch her nose to his muzzle.

"Yeah, I just wasn't paying attention," Liffey replied with a light shrug, "I'll work on that. What're you up to?" Her ears pricked with interest as she studied him. It had been a long time since the days when their mother had been gone and Eljay had become so gaunt and sickly. If she'd put her mind to it, she may have recognized now how different he was since Fin's return. But, that was a memory of childhood that she left uninspected. To her childish eyes, he had seemed sad, but fine. It matched up quite well to the more adult mind Liffey had now that recognized her brother as he truly was - Sad, but essentially fine.