Redhawk Caldera Tremble

"I'm not just thinking for me," she replied quietly. She wanted their children to have the best life possible, and Fox knew she had to weigh each and every option carefully. Even the worst ones. Peregrine shifted, laying down at her feet. His nose was still bleeding, but Fox suspected it would stop soon. If not, she could consult... well, somebody.

"We'll need to tell Elwood and Finley what's happened. I hope they're ready to take over. Unless... do you think Nightjar is ready?" The ruling pair had spoken once of giving the pack to him when they were ready to retire... though it was possible he might want more time. Or that he would need it. Surely he would understand why his parents need to relenquish the throne.