Redhawk Caldera Birds of a feather flock together

He knew it was more of a rhetorical question than anything and he nodded. Signaling again for her to wait a moment, he plucked up the crying Wildfire and moved her inside. "I'll be right in," he promised Fox, making sure she understood he wasn't just dumping the problem child on her. "You okay?" he asked, exchanging a brief glance with her before turning to say goodbye to Osprey.

When he walked back to her, he pressed his chest against her shoulder and lifted a foreleg to draw her into a hug. "Love you, Oss," he said quietly, pressing his muzzle against her temple and lingering there for a moment before giving her a brotherly kiss and stepping back to meet her eyes. "I'd walk with you but Fox would probably kill me and Wildfire if I was gone for more than two minutes. Will you be okay walking to the borders by yourself?" Perhaps it was a dumb question but he was nothing if not a caring brother. "We'll see you again soon. Glad you got to stay with us and meet the kids." He smiled, though his jade eyes were a big sad as he prepared to see her off. "Safe travels, Silver Bullet."