Redhawk Caldera siqsusatkut

Eljay was glad that Kigipigak had come. He did not know the man much at all yet, but they were in need of strong hunters. The caretaker himself had never been a very strong hunter himself, though he had been fairly well at finding large prey and playing his part in hunting them down. Nowadays, though, he was decidedly too slow, and he was developing a limp in the last few months, too, to add to his slow gait (and perhaps it had been there for longer, but he had masked it all this time in his slowing gait). Eljay tried to compensate in other ways, such as doting excessively over the children and helping those who needed it mentally and physically through his caretaking. He still felt that he did not contribute enough, though, something that nagged at his mind frequently.

As he made his way through the Caldera, Eljay crossed paths with Brecheliant's newest hunter. He looked as though he was on the trail of something. Showed all the signs of it, anyway. Eljay let out a low chuff as he approached, as to not startle the man. On the trail of something? he asked, while his nostrils tested the air. Eljay would not likely be able to take anything down alongside Kigipigak, unless it was on the small side and wounded, but maybe they could track it down together and alert the rest of the pack once they had a good idea of the situation.