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When Towhee came into view, Eljay's stomach felt like a pit of tingly help-feelings. He didn't know how his cousin felt about him at all, and the last time they'd really interacted was when she had told him not to drag out his choice of what pack to stay at for too long. He had taken quite some time after that to decide until he eventually returned to Drageda. Now he was here, though he regretted it — he should've returned to Drageda right away, as obviously they'd hate him forever for deserting them now. Towhee was now the Alpha here and therefore decided about his fate directly, a thing that terrified Eljay. What if she thought him as much of a dweeb loser as her brother had once..?

"Hey," he said with a sheepish smile that showed his discomfort. "Thanks for everything. Yeah, uh — Oh!" At that moment Elwood arrived and Eljay's tail wagged a few beats. It'd been entirely too long since he had seen daddy properly. "Oh, uhm, I'm feeling much better. My muscles aren't as sore anymore." He smiled uneasily, still not feeling entirely at ease with how everything had gone, but knowing the only way was forward now. "Did... Has anyone told the Heda about, uhm..?" He trailed off there, not really sure what she should be told about but knowing that someone should've told her something about his whereabouts, probably.