Redhawk Caldera Once upon a time

Elwood seemed suitably impressed by the hoof, which made Wildfire beam up at him. "Sa... who!" she babbled at him, black tail waving. "Stee?" she questioned, mimicking the latter syllable of tasty nearly perfectly. Her head canted to the side to show she didn't quite understand. But before her uncle could explain, the child screamed, "AY!" and dove for the hoof, clutching it in her mouth again.

Exchanging a look with him, she trotted past the Beta's silver shoulder, stopping after a few feet to look over her own small shoulder. She tried to speak through the hoof, though nothing escaped saved for a muffled squeak. So she dropped it, ignoring it as the hoof bounced slightly downhill. "Ayyy!" she called out to him, thumping her little ginger paws on the ground, then glancing downward, locating the hoof and pouncing on it.

"Think she wants you to play, Uncle El," Peregrine drawled. "Go on," he said, sweeping the air with a paw and making himself comfortable again. The other two were still asleep, so he'd chill out here with them while the kids' godfather went off to play with Wildfire.