Redhawk Caldera So I've made an art out of forgettin' well

When Eljay arrived Maia greeted him with matching excitement and Eljay jumped up into the air to meet her forepaws ready for embrace halfway. He snuggled the side of his head against hers and licked the tip of her ear. He realised then that maybe he was getting out of hand a little bit and got back to level ground, leaving the embrace. It went without saying that he shared Maia's spoken sentiment. Me too, he said softly. I mean -- I didn't miss me, I missed you. That was probably already clear, but better safe than sorry.

How was your trip? Did you find your brother? he asked, glad that she had returned safely. He had worried a lot that someone might hurt her again in her time away. The thought that she wouldn't be coming back to the Blackthorn den this time (probably? Since she wasn't a part of the pack and now no longer injured, too) was weird. He felt like marching her right back into the Caldera, and realised suddenly that he couldn't just do that anymore. It was a weird thought.