Grouse Thicket over the hills and far away

Eljay had been keeping himself busy with the babies since they arrived at Heron Lake Plateau but he missed home. This wasn't it. Nowhere was it, nowhere but Redhawk Caldera. He didn't think that the black feathered woods wolves would really come after them. Why would they if they hadn't so far? They were probably just licking their wounds too -- maybe they were even moving right now. Eljay hated the move and he'd been grumpy about it the whole way, though mostly inwardly. On the outside he had just looked worried and troubled.

As he set off to look for some solitude and food Eljay softly sighed as he made his way outside of the plateau. Just as he crossed the plateau's frays there was a howl nearby. It was short and called for Tegan, but Eljay didn't recognise the voice. He stopped in place as it sounded and shifted his weight a bit. Then he decided that since he was already so nearby he should check it out, even if just to make sure it was safe for Tegan's sake. The big brother in Eljay never died, after all, even if he didn't think that his younger siblings liked him back very much.

Ears perked forward as he happened on a young girl and said, "Uh, hi." His body remained neutral as he said, after a moment of hesitation: "I'm Eljay, uhm — Tegan's brother." In case the Blackthorn looks hadn't given it away yet.