Redhawk Caldera it's so simple

Despite the fact that there hadn't even yet been a request for his presence via howl, Elwood was drawn to the borders. The babies were a week old, and while he had taken some time away from his duties (knowing that Towhee, Nightjar, and others would pick up his slack), he now felt more confident leaving the densite for more than a few minutes at a time. Of course, he always returned swiftly; watching the four pudgy grey puppies was quickly becoming one of his favorite pastimes. But it was by some kind of luck or coincidence that he happened to be making his way toward this particular piece of the pack's outskirts, and when his eyes lit on a small group of wolves, he hastened to join them.

Almost immediately, he recognized Liffey by sight and smell. This alone was enough to propel him towards his daughter, and it was only at the last minute that he stopped himself from scooping her into his embrace. She was his Liffey, all right -- but all grown up. Elwood settled for pausing next to Towhee, feeling just as unsure as Liffey did, although he didn't know it. He hadn't even had a chance to tell her goodbye before she left the caldera; was she angry at her parents still?

"You're back," he said tentatively; he knew that it was likely a visit, especially because of the strapping young male at Liffey's side. But he was happy to see her all the same. He looked to the unfamiliar wolf, wondering if this was the boy Liffey had run off with in the first place. "I'm Elwood, Redhawk Caldera's Alpha and Liffey's father," he said, having missed his daughter's companion's introduction only moments before he arrived.