Redhawk Caldera I am exactly the person I want to be

Fox continued to groom her smallest son, a sense of contentment and happiness washing over her. This was what she loved the most: being with her family and just chillaxing. Funny to think that when she first came to the Teekon Wilds, her whole purpose had been to piss on other wolves' territories and fight them. Ah, reckless youth. She hoped that, wherever Nightjar, Wildfire, and Raven were, they were out doing similarly reckless things now rather than later. For some reason, that made perfectly good sense in Fox's mind.

Satisfied with his groomed status, Fox laid her head beside Peter, bumping him affectionately and letting her own eyelids droop. Before long, she'd be snoring up a storm.