Redhawk Caldera spirits born from the not happened yet

Eljay felt himself hesitate, wishing that he had the courage to go and see Towhee. They hadn't seen each other in so long. Everything was different now. He did long to see her — she was family, after all — but Eljay's heart was full of fear and he didn't think that he could handle it right now. Perhaps ever. So for now, he chose the road of avoidance and nodded. Thank you, Ruenna, he said with a soft smile. He glanced at the magnificent Caldera one more time. It felt so different, now. It'd been his home, the best place in the world.

Now, he just longed to run back to Maia's arms and the safety of the Fen. A place where perhaps he did not have family and protection and memories, but he had the knowledge that he could be himself that was enough for the wolves of his pack. For his family, perhaps not by blood, but by choice.

After a short moment of lingering he turned away and departed, with a weird twist in his gut.