Redhawk Caldera Killed the lord, left for the new world

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She could definitely see the Finley not thinking thing. The girl, while incredibly sweet and terribly fun to be around, wasn't the brightest in the box. Then again, neither was Fox. Perhaps they would make a couple of dumb, thrill-seeking leaders. Peregrine would always be there to round them out, and maybe their eventual beta male would be a little more placid as well. Idly, Fox wondered if any of their current male comrades would fit into that role well. They still had time to prove themselves worthy, and she did not think they would be seeking a fourth leader any time soon. Perhaps when the time of children was more near, considering she and Peregrine would be busy with that.

“Of course I’ll have you, you big buffoon,” she replied, knocking his shoulder with her own. “We can retire to the den together, once we’re done.” She had thought he would be too worn to come along, or she would have invited him in the first place. If he had refused, she imagined he would have felt more guilt. Fox was just thankful to have him back in the caldera, where he belonged.