Redhawk Caldera Memoreyes

Unlike the darker one, the red-haired mother didn't really acknowledge his submission or his stare. Noting in the instinctual part of his brain that it probably wasn't enough, the boy flopped onto his side, still staring up at the blurry red smear that was Fox with one dark blue eye. The two adults were speaking, something that Nightjar was vaguely aware of by the rumbling in his entire body each time their mouths opened.

As though he thought he could mimic them, he opened his mouth as well, and a series of tiny, adorable growls began to pour out. Surely that was how they were making each other vibrate, right? In his little world, Nightjar's growls were making them vibrate as well. They were certainly making his body rumble!