Redhawk Caldera the ballad of mr. steak

For @Ferret, @Whip, @Gannet, and/or @Peter.

Fox had slept through the night, waking only occasionally to rearrange her children when one couldn't get to a teat. Peregrine was exactly what Fox needed that night: helpful, quiet, and out of the way. When dawn broke over Redhawk Caldera, Fox continued to sleep. Her entire body was still sore from birthing four cubs, and she had no intention of leaving before she absolutely had to. It was early afternoon before Fox finally took a short break from her mothering duties. She exited the den, pissed, and then went right back in. Exciting, right?

Back inside, she nestled herself around her four babes, observing them closely. All four were still alive. Neat.