Redhawk Caldera All hands on deck

She immediately recognized her uncle. Wildfire remained seated until he approached, then stood, black tail sweeping swiftly to and fro as she bumped her smudged snout beneath her godfather's chin. "Uncle El! It's so good to see you," she said genuinely. After a moment, she slipped back to give him a subtle once-over; he looked happy and healthy, which she took as a very good sign.

"How're Finley and Eljay?" she asked. As her aunt's name tumbled off her tongue, it rung strangely in her ears. She had always been Aunt Flea but now that Wildfire was grown up and living her own life, it felt too puerile or something. Shrugging it off, she added, "And mom and dad?" Surely Elwood knew they were the primary reason for her visit.