Redhawk Caldera Bringin' home a baby bumblebee

Obediently, he observed Wildfire's collection, his gaze skimming over the variety of items she had gathered. There were a lot of odds and ends, and he almost didn't recognize the hoof she had once used as a chew toy. He grinned at the sight of it, though, and then she pointed out a piece of quartzite. If he remembered correctly, she had picked the pale purple stone up the day that they explored the rotten log. His tail swayed gently, pleased to see that the object had made it into her pile.

"It does look like a tooth," he agreed with a nod of his head. "You've got a lot of great stuff in there," he then added, glancing at Nightjar, who also seemed to be interested in his sister's possessions.