Moonspear took a walk

Fox tried to recall when, exactly, she had last seen Wildfire. As usual, she couldn't remember what had been going on last time she'd seen her (nor was it cause for concern). Her memory was never all that great when it came down to the tiny details. She was far better at remembering grand story arcs. Soon enough, the red-headed stepchild came running toward her, and Fox's grey eyes lit up, her tail wagging with delight. There were zero hard feelings on Fox's side, and she would hope that Wifi felt the same. Judging by her reaction, she'd have to guess that she was correct.

The Redhawk allowed Wildfire a second to process (something it looked like she clearly needed) before answering her question. Fox replied with an "oof!" first, surprised by the sudden weight of Wifi against her. "I'm just fine," she said, expression changing from surprise to contentment. "Your father and siblings are good, too. And the rest of the Redhawk clan, of course." That included Finley, Elwood, and the rest of the usual gang. "We had a bit of a nasty cold come through, but nothing too serious." She paused then, pulling back to look at Wifi. Maybe she hadn't grown up, but she'd certainly started to fill out. "And how are you?" she asked.