Redhawk Caldera cus in my castle i'm the freakin man.

A call from Finley pulled Phox from his current task: dozing on a large boulder by the caldera. He blinked lazily, large brown eyes still hazy as he hopped off the rock and onto the softer ground below. He then stretched, yawned, and finally began to trot toward the source of the howl. It hadn't sounded terribly urgent, so Phox took his time getting there.

He arrived to find Towhee and Finley talking about something or another, and he strode up, giving his sister a gentle lick on the forehead, followed by a lick to Finley's chin. "What's up?" he asked, glancing between the two ladies until one of them decided to answer.