Sun Mote Copse Game of drones.

Eljay wasn't really intending to trespass on the conversation that the leaders were having. Not really. But when he passed and he heard them talk, he couldn't help but overhear caldera and that was what caught his attention. He was moving along, minding his own business, but when he heard that word pass Towhee's lips he halted in his tracks, frozen in time for a moment. He lifted his head as he tried to process how that made him feel. He hadn't wanted to leave the Copse in the past. He didn't entirely like the thought of leaving the graves of his parents and of Wiffle now (honestly, they should never have left the Caldera as far as he was concerned).

However, with the wound that Wiffle had left in his heart slowly healing -- though it was far from gone -- and Eljay returning more and more to being a whole person rather than a depressed broken apart wretch, leaving the Copse was an idea that had already found purchase on his mind. And... The Caldera would always be his home, his birth place. To get to share that with Weejay made his heart skip a little beat; he'd always intended to take the children there for a little camping trip of sorts when they were little, but then Wiffle'd passed and then everything had fallen apart with Elfie and he just never really got to it. To make up for that lost time with Weejay warmed his heart.

After a moment of silence Eljay decided not to go on his merry way and approached the two. He wasn't entirely sure if he had heard correct, but his heart couldn't help but wonder and, most of all, hope. Hey, what's going on? he asked, looking at the important-business-faces that his leaders were showing. Hopefully they'd tell him, and hopefully he'd heard correctly.