Redhawk Caldera But you've got to come back a star

Dhole fell silent, and so Fox let the conversation rest, returning to the task at hand. All the kids—despite how much Fox might want to deny it—were old enough to start making their own decisions. She continued along the borders, stopping every so often to rub herself against a tree, take a piss, or scratch at the ground. It was the way of the wolf, this. Even with all the history that Fox had behind her, she had never let go of her roots. Deep down, she was an instinctual creature, hell-bent on giving her children the tools for success. If that meant that she had to relive some of her "ugly" past, so be it. She was far more concerned with their well-being than some childish rumors spreading outside of Redhawk Caldera.

The two continued on the patrol in easy silence. When they finished, Fox would return to the rendezvous site. There, she would watch over Peregrine, making sure that he was well-fed and as rested as possible. Even if he had not made a full recovery, he could still rest and eat.