Redhawk Caldera I am exactly the person I want to be

*runs in to save old thread*

Having dismissed the wolf from Sebastian's pack and determining that the antlers were fit for playthings, Fox pranced back to her children with it held tightly in her muzzle. The antler was a bit hard to keep off the ground, especially considering Fox's smaller stature, but she made do, and soon she was back at the densite, laying eyes on her smallest son: Peter.

Gently, Fox set the antler down and tip-toed over to the obviously-sleeping little fluff. With the sun high overhead, she cast a shadow over him before reaching down and touching his cheek lightly with her nose. Maybe he would like the antler Sebastian had sent.