Redhawk Caldera I think we should tell your mom

Elwood lowered himself to his haunches as Lagan gathered his thoughts and began to speak. He almost smirked at the mention of "Titty", but the strained quality of Lagan's voice held his smile at bay. He nodded, showing that he was listening. It was not uncommon for any of the adults to take the firebirds on short excursions outside of the caldera now that they were a few months old. Raven usually accompanied them, but Elwood had no problem with Lagan being Titmouse's escort.

But as Lagan completed his story, Elwood's brows drew together in surprise and concern. "What do you mean, gone?" he asked, remaining as calm as possible on the outside despite the fact that his heart and his mind were beginning to race. He tried to think back to the last time he had seen Titmouse, but he had given up on trying to keep tabs on the firebirds. They were always coming and going, and they had free reign of the rendezvous site.

Pressing for more information, he said, "He didn't come back with you?"