Redhawk Caldera Fire away, fire away.

At first, it seemed as if Eljay was free to go and could leave in peace to be angry somewhere else. But before he could be truly away, Towhee called after him. He stopped in his tracks. She needed to find a den. He bit back the urge to say 'yeah, you do', and knew that it was on him, too. Towhee was going through a lot, after all. She deserved his dedication and care, even if he was upset with her right now.

Moments after saying that it wouldn't be fair for him to have kids here, Towhee asked him if she could use the Blackthorn den. There was something bittersweet about this; on the one hand, it was like rubbing salt in his wounds. Even Towhee seemed to notice that. On the other hand, if he wasn't going to use it, then it might as well be someone of the family.

The Blackthorns had served the Redhawks for many years. Since before Eljay was born. What could he do but set aside his own feelings once more, give Towhee what she needed? What her pups needed?

Eljay half turned around to look over his shoulder. Yeah, of course, he said eventually. You are welcome to it. Do you want to go there now? He was smiling, but it wasn't a well meant smile. He felt torn apart and broken. He couldn't believe how selfish everyone around him was, but moreover, he couldn't believe how little they felt he deserved.

At least it became clearer and clearer what he had to do.

Redhawk Caldera's shine was slowly beginning to wear off.