Redhawk Caldera Long live the king

As Wildfire approached the rendezvous site, she heard the familiar sounds of her parents' voices. At first, she hastened her step, eager to see them, but then she caught a few words. "...I don't think it should take him out of the running," she heard her father say. She began to slow. She heard Fox reply, "What if we have children who are more capable than him?" This did not sound like a conversation she was meant to overhear but Wildfire couldn't resist listening to what her parents were saying about them (their children). She hunched down in the underbrush near the clearing's edge to listen.

It didn't take long for her to figure out what they were discussing. They wanted to train Nightjar to take over the pack one day. It sounded like Fox wanted to do so in secret but Peregrine wanted to be more open about it and give their son, her brother, a choice in the matter. Quietly, Wildfire agreed with her father. Although she was a little envious to be passed over for such a noble appointment, she actually thought her brother would make an excellent leader. Suddenly, she didn't want to be so quiet about it.

"I think NJ would be a good heir," she piped up even as she stood and revealed herself. "Sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop," she added immediately, dropping into a submissive pose. "But I really do. I think you should ask him." And she thought the entire pack should know, though she didn't offer her opinion on that for now. She didn't want to gang up on her mother, for one, and for another, her opinion was entirely unsolicited in the first place.