Redhawk Caldera Birds of a feather flock together

Four. Perry and Fox had done a good job together. And when you counted the children of the previous season, her brother was a father of eight kids in total. Compared to her zero in this aspect, this was an impressive number and she had no doubt that, if fate would have it, in few years he would become a well respected and loved patriarch of a very large family. It made her also realize that time waited for no one, she would be five next year and, if she had not settled down by now, it didn't seem likely that she would ever do that.

Snowbunny. Osprey lifted her eyebrows - really? She was aware of Fox's customs of naming children after, what they reminded the most, but anyone having a name "bunny" would endure a lifelong teasing about the name. She hoped that both parents were sensible enough not to do anything like that to their kids. "I don't want to wake her," she declined his offer politely, looking at the soundly sleeping kid. "I imagine that you don't get much rest now, do you?" In regards to his other question: "I am well, thank you. And I do wish that I could take that den with me to the plateau, because ever since my last one collapsed, I have been the tough girl and sleeping out in the open. You know, how hard it is to find a den in winter..."