Redhawk Caldera slipping and sliding

Eljay's features darked instantly at the mention of the landslide, lending credence to Rue's theory about Elfie's death. Somehow, the conversation had managed to circle back around to the unfortunate child, despite their attempts to change the subject. Eljay soldiered on, managing to cast the events in a more optimistic light through-- as it seemed to Rue-- sheer force of will. 

"Me too." She wagged her tail, hoping to show that she appreciated his effort to remain upbeat. 

"So I, uh, haven't really told anyone else that. That I can't.. leave." Rue swallowed. She'd really been hoping that she'd find some way to fix it-- some herb, some stretch, something-- before she had to admit her problem to Towhee. Or Phox, or anyone in leadership. Anyone with eyes could see she was in pain, but Rue wasn't quite ready to own up to the extent of her uselessness.