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That day found Nightjar lounging in a patch of wildflowers just to the east of the rendezvous site's westernmost treeline. He'd been drawn by the scent of fresh flowers and had now spent several hours just lying in them with a stupid grin on his face, being very unmanly indeed. Every so often he would lift a paw to bat at the petals, but otherwise he lazed in his heavily perfumed bed. Bees buzzed around him, but because he hadn't moved for so long, they seemed entirely unconcerned with him. As he was unaware that they were the cause of his recent pierced ear, Nightjar was unconcerned with them, too.

He was almost unconcerned with the howl that echoed through the trees as well, but it was his mother's voice, and therefore, important. The pup rolled onto his belly, squashing an unfortunate bumblebee under his foot in the process, and galloped for the top of the hill where Fox waited. Wildfire was already on her way there, though she stopped to squat and urinate. Even so, Nightjar was slow and therefore unable to overtake her, so she reached Fox and was already excitedly telling her about a recent discovery when the pudgy agouti pup drew up before the Alpha female.

"Mama," he greeted between affectionate giggles as he lapped at her chin. "Lookie, lookie, mama!" he said, eager for Fox's attention even though Wildfire's discovery was probably a lot cooler. "F'ower!" he said happily to inform her of what he had found, though surely the scent clung to him and she was already very well aware of what he'd been doing.