Redhawk Caldera I'll just mix 'em in my drink

Huh.. hello? His voice croaked again as he looked out over the darkness. He had a global idea of where he'd seen the wolf stumble and fall. He took a single step forward as nothing but the wind answered him, blowing in his face and howling through the Caldera. A shudder ran down his spine and Eljay hesitated whether he should head back into the territory. He didn't really want to risk being attacked by anyone, and while Redhawk Caldera was his home turf, it would take some time before it would truly be home and safe again. Maybe he should call for someone else, but what if there was nothing there and he'd call someone for nothing? And what if.. what if the wolf in question was hurt? The caretaker part of him worried, though he still thought it might be some sort of elaborate trap.

Eljay stood and chewed his lip for some time before he slowly started to descend the Caldera. He chuffed a few times as he neared, hoping that he would get a response this time, but unfortunately there wasn't any. It wasn't until he got way closer that the wind was in his favour, turning slightly to wave a scent to his nostrils. Maia? Eljay said out loud and he blinked in surprise as he stood still, halting in his tracks. He glanced at the darkness, still unable to see where she was precisely, and then he started moving again. This time he no longer moved shuffling like a scared person holding a lantern out into pure unfathomable evil darkness, but with a lengthy trot towards the darkness. He followed his nose rather than his eyesight now, until finally she came into view.

Maia! he cried out, his fear completely forgotten now, and with a worried frown Eljay pressed his head against her chest to hear if she had a heartbeat and breathing. Eljay didn't realise that he was holding his own breath meanwhile.