Redhawk Caldera Circle of life

If there was anybody happier than Fox about moving away from the den and to the rendezvous site, it would be hard to tell. She was downright elated to get away from the cramped confines of the den and move on to the open, airy outdoors. The kids would get even more time to explore, and as their minds and bodies developed, they would become adults. It was a bit hard to wrap her head around the fact that they'd already been around for two turns of the moon, but she was happier for it. The first month had been downright difficult. The second had been decidedly easier, and Fox could only guess that things would continue on an upward curve.

They—the little family of five—arrived without incident. Nightjar, Wildfire, and Raven would probably grasp their strongest early memories here. Perhaps Fox would remember a thing or two as well. She didn't doubt that Peregrine was soaking every moment up. "Thanks for finding this, beau," she said, planting a sloppy kiss on Peregrine's snout. Dhole's little questioning voice was the first thing she heard after that, and Fox turned to her near doppelgänger with a nod. "It sure is! And waaaaay out there is Lake Rodney. We'll visit there someday." By "we" she meant the whole family, of course. Taking the kids on adventures was going to be half the fun as they got older.