Stavanger Bay A Mile Step By Step

While it wasn't a particularly grim story, Phox couldn't help but wince. It reminded him of what had happened with Towhee and Maxim earlier this year. Phox still had a hard time believing that Maxim had left on purpose. There was simply no reason to, was there? Towhee and her kids were wonderful, and he'd had a good spot in Epoch. It was likely going to be one of those mysteries he never really figured out and would go on bugging him until his dying day.

She mentioned Vaire's children, and it made him wonder how Sable and Towhee Junior were doing. Both had dispersed quietly, as far as he could tell. The latter had at least made an effort to let Njord know she was leaving, Phox knew, but she'd never come back after her supposed mission. Maybe she'd decided she liked the world outside of her family's grasp better. It wouldn't be the first time, which had him thinking about Fennec and Penn, too. While the latter had always been anti-family, at least he felt he was on good terms with Fennec, wherever she was now.

That's rough, Phox said finally, idly wondering if anybody had a normal, stable family. His own parents had passed away before he got to know them, although Finley, Elwood, and Raven had been excellent stand-ins. The mother of his first litter had died shortly after Fig and Fennec were born, and well, at least Alyx, Quetzal, and Primorse had a relatively stable upbringing with all three of their parents: Niamh, Towhee, and himself. He didn't know where Alyx and Quetzal had gotten off to, but he could only assume they were out there living their lives in whatever way made them happy.

Did I already ask if you had any kids of your own? he asked. He vaguely recalled that she did know that he had some, although they hadn't really broached the topic beyond that.