Redhawk Caldera Long live the king

Fox remained tight-lipped at Peregrine's reply. How could they choose Nightjar as their heir—right now—if he wasn't the best of the best? They would have plenty of perfectly healthy children down the road, would they not? She just couldn't see herself giving Redhawk Caldera to Nightjar, not when one of his ears didn't work. Granted, one of Peregrine's eyes didn't work… but he had been a leader before that. And the circumstances were entirely different.

Her tail flicked this way and that, wondering how to word her argument. Before she could properly formulate the words, Wildfire spoke up, and Fox turned to face her. So much for keeping it under the radar. Or private in any sense of the word. Fox sighed, giving Dhole a half-hearted smile. "Dhole, we aren’t sure about anything, yet," she said. "speaking of… Peregrine, did you know she’s been running off by herself? She met Saena." Unfortunately for Wildfire, the conversation had quickly been turned on to her.