Redhawk Caldera goldpearl

To see Chickadee and Kivaluk return here had made Eljay's heart swell with joy. Over the last months, he had grown accepting of the idea that he should never see his grandchildren grow up here in Brecheliant — in Redhawk Caldera — in his own birthplace. He had never been much of a traveller, but these days, his stiff body prohibited him from even trying. His mind had confined him to his pack for most his life; now, it was his body's turn.

Stiff limbs carried him towards Chickadee that day. He was never far from her these days — watching the pups when she and Kivaluk needed a break, doting on his grandchildren, enjoying the presence of his daughter. In his mouth he carried a rabbit. He was no longer able to hunt so well himself, and felt guilty for taking from the pack, but he had no choice. He tried his best to make up for it by taking care of the pack and keeping everyone healthy and happy.

Eljay dropped the rabbit by Chickadee's feet and stiffly lowered his body to the ground beside her. He looked at the tiny pups and smiled. How are you — and they? he asked — a question he asked every day, at least once a day.