Redhawk Caldera Don't give in, don't give up

As soon as he began wondering worriedly that perhaps a new family had pushed the old out, Elwood's familiar and extremely welcome countenance put some cheer back in Gannet's bearing.  He returned Elwood's greeting by bumping his nose to the older man's cheek lightly, thrilled he was remembered after all and perhaps hadn't come for nothing.  He'd hate to have been left behind again.

His sister!?  So this was one of them, apparently grown quite a bit.  He grinned, but it cut off slightly when he read her expression and saw it hadn't changed with the revelation.  Yikes.

Her voice had an odd quality to it, but this time Gannet got the gist.  She wasn't wrong, though he hadn't meant to leave.  "Got lost," he said softly, but he lowered himself to look up at Elwood.  He was an outsider now, and if his uncle decided this was in fact true, he'd have no choice but to find someplace new.