Redhawk Caldera AQUACULTURE

His drifting wasn't as endless as he originally thought, for somehow Elwood managed to transport himself between Nightjar and the yawning abyss that was the centre of the caldera lake in the blink of an eye. His body bumped gently against the Beta male's and again he marvelled at the weightlessness of it all before Elwood was nudging him back toward more manageable water. Nightjar did his best to help by paddling, and wasn't doing too bad a job of it either, save for the water that he splashed rather unnecessarily the entire way.

His tongue was lolling by the time his paws found the bottom again and his breathing was much harder than he'd realized while paddling. As weightless and effortless as it seemed, swimming was an awful lot of work. Peregrine and Raven were just leaving the water as well, and Nightjar joined them, all too happy to comply with his father's sentence for Finley. He raced to her side, sopping wet, and shook himself unsteadily and sloppily all over her leg.

When his family began piling together, Nightjar rushed in as well, hitting the pile with the momentum of a tiny, fluffy cannonball and huddling against one of his sisters for warmth. He didn't even really notice when Peregrine and Fox slipped away, because by then, his eyes were drooping sleepily.