Dragoncrest Cliffs little wonders

Contrary to both of the females in his family, Elohim felt no uncertainty or anxiety at the sound of the Heda's call. In fact, he was rather excited to be called for. He charged from what he had been doing, interrupting his lackadaisical attempt at a rabbit hunt without any further thought to what he left behind. Though he had yet to make a best friend here, he enjoyed his time in Drageda. There was much to explore, and many people to listen to if he could find them. 

But Heda, she had been his friend from the start. She would still be his friend now. He had been good to keep away from where mother told him not to go. Despite the fact that much of the pack could clearly be scented heading that way, he listened. He stayed. He didn't want to, but he did. Now, finally, some of the pack had come back his way and he was not about to miss it.

He burst from the undergrowth with his tongue lolling and his eyes bright. He loped over to the gathering, tail waving. He glanced towards Anatha and his mother and wondered at the worried tension of his mother's body. Anatha didn't seem particularly anything, but that wasn't really abnormal either, not with people she didn't know. "Thur'n!" He called, but managed to mind his manners enough to move beside his mother and not charge to the leader. Something was happening here, and it was important, but he didn't know what it was yet.