Redhawk Caldera the ballad of mr. steak

She hadn't even begun to think of names for the four new Firebirds. In fact, the thought hadn't even crossed her mind. Fox was much more focused on keeping them alive and well. Currently, the one with dark socks and the mask across his face was wiggling about. He had somehow ended up facing away from her, and Fox watched him as he attempted to... well, Fox wasn't really sure what he was trying to accomplish. The other three were fast asleep already.