Redhawk Caldera Mama said knock you out

Fox came upon her son provoking a goose, and she watched from afar for a moment. Nightjar had always been more physical and instinctual than his sisters, something that Fox could certainly identify with. Peregrine was more emotional, that was for sure. That didn't mean that Fox loved any of her children more than the others. They were each incredibly unique individuals, and that was part of what their mother loved most about them. She was happy to let them be as they were, so long as they were working hard and making progress in whatever area they wished to pursue.

She stood behind her son, watching him try to pester the goose into some sort of battle. He was a true warrior in the making, and it brought a wide grin to her face. "Get 'em, Jar!" Fox whisper-shouted, not wanting to break his concentration too much from the main objective. Her tail whipped from side to side, eager to see what his tactics would be.