Redhawk Caldera writing on the wall

Elwood, too, chuckled as he thought of Tempest. He had been a bit unsure about her when he and Fox first met her at the borders, but she seemed to fit in well with the rest of the pack. Though they were fiercely territorial when it came to outsiders, the wolves of Redhawk Caldera seemed to have struck a strong bond with one another. It was easy to get along with nearly everyone there; Elwood couldn't think of a single wolf in their ranks that he disliked.

He twitched an ear thoughtfully as Fox asked how he and Finley had been handling their responsibilities while the Alpha pair was indisposed. "It's been pretty quiet, actually," he said. He had spent most of his time with Finley goofing off, but he didn't admit that to Fox. Truthfully, there hadn't been any disturbances within or outside of their territory, and for that, he was thankful. "I think Fin and I make a good team, though," he continued, unable to stop the lopsided grin that pulled at the corner of his mouth -- or the fondness that crept into his voice.