[m] can't take the heat

Fox gave a quixotical look to Peregrine when she heard the call. Grimm had vanished without a word months ago, and Fox had never expected to hear back from her. Lo and behold, though, that was her voice. Peregrine gestured for her to go, and so Fox left him to watch over the children. (Not that they needed it, being warriors and wardens in training.)

When Fox arrived, she found Grimm at her most pathetic state. Fox, on the other hand, kept her head high and proud, her chest jutting out, and her tail waving behind her like a glorious banner. She was the HBIC after all. "Well?" she asked, expecting some kind of explanation.