Redhawk Caldera Listen as the wind blows from across the great divide [m]

The Alpha male invited Elwood to come closer, then indicated that they could move away from the den. He couldn't help but peek inside as he passed by the entrance, seeing only a shock of Fox's bright fur in the shadows before the view was gone. Peregrine reclined onto his haunches some distance from his home, and Elwood did the same, wrapping his tail pensively around his paws.

He searched his friend's face as Peregrine spoke, admitting that he wasn't sure how he should feel about the recent turn of events. There was a good point in what he said -- the litter had been only a week old, and Derp had been the runt. Perhaps this was just the way things were supposed to turn out. Elwood hadn't considered that angle, but it helped to ease the sorrow.

And Peregrine was right; they still had three young, vibrant pups to care for. It didn't make sense for the new parents to dwell on the loss of one when they had others to raise. Elwood nodded his agreement, though he didn't speak; instead, his ears tilted towards Peregrine as he asked about the Beta pair.

"We're okay. It was sad and surprising to hear the news...I don't think Finley expected to have to actually use her godmother title," he said; luckily, she hadn't had to exercise it to its full extent (as that would have meant that something happened to Fox and Peregrine), but he knew that she had been both honored and saddened to be the one trusted to stay with the firebirds while they buried Derp.