Redhawk Caldera I'm the one who gripped you tight and raised you from perdition.

Finally, Elwood was successful in removing the stranger from their territory. While he hadn't engaged in any physical combat, he was agitated and tired, and he stood stiff-legged for a long time until the unknown male was long gone. He did eventually turn and stalk back towards his family, hackles still bristling, although his ire wasn't directed at either puppy. They shouldn't have snuck away from the rendezvous site without an escort, but they had simply ended up in the wrong place at the wrong time. Besides, Elwood's nerves were too frayed to do any of the scolding himself; he would leave that to Finley.

Although his expression wasn't pleased as he loomed over Phox and Towhee, he leaned down to press a kiss between the ears of each pup. To Finley, he murmured, "Tag, you're it," indicating that she would be responsible for their punishment. And then he began to move back towards the rendezvous site, pausing to ensure that they would follow him.