Redhawk Caldera There's no place like home

She had actually heard about him from her father, who had come home the previous day (or maybe the day before that) with a story about a recruit her mother had sent home ahead of her. Peregrine had actually warned Wildfire and her brother and sister to tell him if a gray wolf showed up at the rendezvous site. He hadn't gone as far as to forbid them from speaking with him or anything like that. She had just gotten the impression that her father wanted to know.

In any case, Wildfire didn't turn and flee, nor really worry about telling her father. If Fox had sent Njal and Peregrine had furthermore accepted him, that meant he was trustworthy. When he mentioned her mother, her large ears pricked with interest. They had lived together once, he said. The pup wondered when and where that had been... perhaps here, at the caldera, before she was born? Or maybe even farther back. The Alphas had told their children some details about how the caldera pack had come to be, so Wildfire knew that her parents hadn't lived here always.

"Where?" she asked, following his example by seating herself. She wouldn't mind hearing more about her mother's history, or especially more about the big, wide world beyond the caldera's well-fortified borders.