Redhawk Caldera Drive-thru

I'm choosing to ignore the game's forecast and pretending it's in the 70s like it's gonna be here today! :D

It was just past ten in the morning (not that Peregrine could tell time) and all of the den's residents were well-fed and fast asleep, save for the proud dad himself and one of the pups. He watched as Hamburglar (@Ferret) squirmed against his mother, refusing to settle. Not wanting the pup to disturb her, the Alpha male stood and closed his jaws around the pup's sandy midriff. He lifted him, then looked around for somewhere safe to deposit him, when the bright blue skies of the outdoors drew his eye.

He glanced between the doorway and the sleeping Fox half a dozen times before stepping into the threshold, standing halfway in and halfway out of the den. His eye squinted against the morning glare, though at least he didn't have to worry about Hamburglar going blind (since he already was!). An unseasonably warm breeze ruffled the long roach hairs at the base of his neck even as the March sun warmed his dark face. Hopefully his son would also feel and enjoy these sensations.