Redhawk Caldera Say geronimo!

"I can't believe they're going to be here so soon," Elwood said excitedly. His level of anticipation was close to that of the future parents. It felt like they had been waiting for the arrival of the firebirds for much longer than it really had been. That was a good way to sum up his time at Redhawk Caldera -- although it had only been three months, it seemed like he had pledged his membership ages ago. He had integrated so quickly into the pack and now considered its longstanding members to be like family -- and in about a week, he would be an uncle.

He hadn't thought so much about the way Peregrine's life would change once the puppies were born. The Alpha male would have a lot more responsibility keeping him close to home, which also meant that the Beta pair would be tasked with more of the day-to-day upkeep of the pack. Elwood felt that he was up to the challenge -- a few days ago, he might not have had the same sentiments -- and was happy to follow Peregrine's lead as he suggested something fun to do to celebrate his last few days of "freedom."

"Let's go!" he agreed quickly; he always went sledding without a sled. He had done so with Theseus a month or so ago, though he hadn't seen the subordinate male since then. Peregrine took off with a shout, and Elwood wasn't far behind him -- he pitched forward, rolling tip over tail down the snowy, slushy slope. He tumbled a few feet, then positioned himself on his back, forepaws clutched near his chest as he rocketed downhill.