Cricket Creek Bog where the river leads me

Of course the Firebirds were off to a promising start -- how silly of him to even ask. With Wiffle's charisma, it was no wonder that it attracted wolves left and right. Eljay thought idly of how he was almost a part of it. Oh. I mean -- that's good. Eljay forced a smile to his face, not wanting to be rude, and then wondered if mommy and daddy had gone off to join it already... While contemplating what Wiffle might want or not want. She'd not asked him personally along when she left, but neither was she unfriendly. Eljay felt torn, though he didn't really dare ask either.

When Wiffle asked her question Eljay left space for uncle Colt to explain himself, as it was not Eljay's place to and anyway, he wasn't entirely sure what all had happened either. Meanwhile, it gave Eljay some time to overthink his life choices and options, but it was hard to weed through all the uncertainty that clouded his brains.