Redhawk Caldera beach party

Fox smiled, watching as the kids rough-housed with each other. Unlike some, Fox had always known that she wanted children. The fireball was plenty determined, and she knew that her kids were going to grow up to be awesome (each and every one of them, dammit). She would push them hard, no doubt, but they would be better for it. Of course, they still had plenty of time to be children. Fox couldn't imagine robbing them of that.

When Pan offered more help, Fox paused to think it over. "Can't think of anything right off hand," she replied, "I'll let you know if I come up with anything, though. Thanks for offering." It took a village pack to raise the children, even if not everybody was directly involved. "You're welcome to hang out a bit if you'd like." Fox wouldn't mind either way, though the company would be a nice change from three young children.