Moonspear took a walk

Fox didn't seem thrilled about the way Nightjar had treated Wildfire. But it was all water under the bridge now and the young adult didn't intend to linger on the subject. It seemed her mother would rather discuss more pleasant things anyway, like Wildfire's friends here. A little grin tugged at the corners of her mouth. She had probably mentioned them to Fox a while ago but her relationships had certainly developed more since coming here and she would be more than happy to update her mother on the goings-on of her social life.

"Well, I met Charon first, a long time ago. Then he and his younger brother—who's maybe a month or two younger than me—helped me search for Aunt Flea when she was missing. His name is Floki." As she spoke his name, her amber eyes grew shinier than usual. "He and I, we're sort of involved. It's nothing official but we're really close. I can sort of picture building a future with him, maybe." But there was no rush, no pressure from either side or from any outside forces either, for that matter. Wildfire rather enjoyed that about her fellowship with Floki. Maybe one day they would have "the talk," though presently they both seemed content to go with the flow and just enjoy each other's company.