Redhawk Caldera Bringin' home a baby bumblebee

It didn't take long for two of the three spunky firebirds to show themselves. First to appear was Nightjar, barreling from the trees on the outskirts of the clearing. Elwood grinned broadly, watching his nephew race up the slope towards him. Movement from a bit further south distracted him, and he shifted his gaze to the reddish blur of Wildfire, moving at an equally exuberant pace towards him.

They both greeted him with enthusiasm, and his tail began to swing in a wide arc behind him. Wildfire nipped at his chin then began to dance around him on nimble paws, drawing his attention first and foremost -- but only because she began to babble excitedly at him. He was initially surprised by the clarity of her speech; her words tumbled out in a rush, but he could understand everything she was saying. It was then that Elwood became aware of just how quickly time could pass -- wasn't it just the other day that she was speaking nonsensically?

"A badger den?!" the Beta exclaimed, his expression matching the tone of his voice as he widened his eyes and looked down at Wildfire. He glanced over to Nightjar, then back to the dhole look-a-like. "Want to show us?" he asked, certain that the adventurous young pup would be all too happy to lead the way.