Redhawk Caldera stuck in the sunshine riptide.

Gradually, Elwood was letting down his guard. The war was over (for now), his family was safe, and Redhawk Caldera was in the hands of its rightful heir, Towhee. He had been happy to settle back into the role of Beta; much like Finley, he felt that he was better suited for the role of second-in-command, happy to support and help his Alpha.

Patrols no longer caused his heart rate to accelerate, and they had resumed their usual lack of excitement. He was thankful for the boredom, in a way, and his gait was loose and relaxed as he turned away from the borders. His ears pricked as he spotted Finley a short distance away, sitting primly as though waiting for something, and he quickly headed in her direction.

"Hey, Beta female," he said with a grin as he approached and nudged her shoulder with his snout, tail swaying behind him.