Redhawk Caldera Obsidian

Eljay nodded as Amalia said she had been very different from her father. He felt sort of the same about Towhee, really; she was family, but the two of them were so different... It'd been years now, but he still felt nervous thinking about her. His parents were different and he had been much more aligned with them. He and his mother were very different as well, but somehow that didn't take away at all from their relationship, while his father had been more calm like himself (except more confident and competent).

At the question, he nodded. Yeah. My mother was a scout and she loved to travel, while my father was more of a homebody like myself, I guess. Except that his father actually left the territory at times, while Eljay stayed mostly at home. I was very close to them both. They died a few years ago. Around his age, he realised suddenly with a bit of a shock.

As for hunting... Amalia mentioned having been on only a few group hunts, so that smaller game was more her thing. That's very admirable, Eljay said, and then admitted, I think I'm just too slow for the smaller game. Age wasn't making it any easier, either. And I guess I like working together with the pack. It feels good to achieve something together like that. He smiled thoughtfully.