Redhawk Caldera Daguerreotype

Fox smiled as he spoke. "If you shed your surname, what will you have left of your birth family?" she asked. Osprey had surely disowned him. Atticus had gone off ages ago—presumably to die. The last brother was long gone, even before Fox had arrived in the plateau. Hell, she couldn't even recall his name. If Peregrine wanted to remember the Flightless Falcons, the best way to do so would be to retain his name. She was a Redleaf-DiSarinno in name only, and she would take on whatever name he decided to choose.

"I suppose you could always keep it as a middle name," she offered as a suggestion. Was "Peregrine Redleaf-DiSarinno Redhawk" too wordy? Would anybody ever use his full name like that? Fox tried to imagine screaming it in the throes of passion, but the thought only brought a wicked smile to her lips that she couldn't rid herself of. Instead, she attempted to conceal it by licking her front paw.