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In a lot of ways, Siv seemed like some weird mix of Fox's appearance and Peregrine's personality. Maybe this is what our future children will be like, thought Fox with a grin. That wouldn't be so terrible, considering she got along with Siv just fine. And it seemed that Peregrine did to, because they'd met and she was still around. Siv had also acquainted herself with the older wolf, Amon, a wolf that Fox was glad to have around. The older (and slightly more level-headed) Fox became, the more she understood that age could bring wisdom. She certainly hoped that Amon was one of those.

“I expect a full report on each of our members next time I see you,” Fox said sternly, but she couldn't hold the look for long, breaking into a grin shortly after the last word spilled from her mouth. “Nah, I’m kidding. You’ll meet them all eventually. I think you'll get along well with all of them. Hand-picked, y'know?” Fox loved to toot her own horn, and she thought they'd found a damn fine bunch to fill in the ranks of the caldera.