Moonspear took a walk

"He told Dud," Fox replied with a small frown. She had not exactly condoned Nightjar's actions, but she could understand where he was coming from. He was young and still learning the finer aspects of interacting with others. Fox would have behaved much the same at his age, and even older. It was only after meeting Peregrine that she had softened a bit (although Junior had reversed some of that). Now, Fox hoped that Nightjar understood that he couldn't just go chasing out whichever pack members he thought should be gone. Those decisions were to be left to Fox and the other three leaders. Trespassers, of course, were always fair game.

Wildfire pressed into her again, and Fox let out a heavy, happy sigh. Out of all three of her surviving children, she'd always been closest to Wildfire. Maybe it was because they looked so similar, or maybe because Wifi reminded her so much of Peregrine in a lot of ways. Or, maybe, she just liked the (not-so-)little squirt.

"Did you say you had a couple of friends here before you even moved? Tell me about 'em." Fox said, wanting to hear more about Wifi's life outside of the caldera. Peregrine had met them (sought them out, even), but Fox had not accompanied him.