Bramblepoint can you hear me now?

totally xD 
go ahead, thanks a lot for this!

 

He listened, taking in the new information with much awe. He knew Zaria would have never told him of this if he asked, or she never knew. His dad was a Redhawk. Suddenly, the prospect of becoming one seemed more appealing than living life as a loner, and if it was a legacy of his, he needed to fulfill it. The name in itself seemed a special thing, an a surge of pride arose within him. His dad was a cool dude. Redhawk Caldera seemed home worthy, if it was good enough for his father. Stoic wondered why he had left, if it was such a huge honor, yet he would be sure to ask that another time. "Did you know my mother too? Zaria?" He peered up to the male as they walked. While he still had many questions about his father, he realized he hardly knew much about his mother either. What was she like before? She couldn't have always been sad. 

Their pace slowed, an indication that they had arrived. It had not been too long of a journey, but it had also told him The Mountain was far behind. He listened as he surveyed the area, taking in his new surroundings with curiosity. "You live on a rock?" Oh, all the rocks he would find! But his attention was soon drawn away from the squat Mountie; his head snapped up to Peregrine as he spoke of his sons. As Perry described, his sons sounded like Solemn, yet it was a new adjective he used to explain. Dick. He had been struggling to find a word to perfectly describe his deceased brother, but in his prime, Solemn had been a dick. With that, he wasn't so sure he would enjoy Perry's odd named son's company, but as suggested, he would try it out before making his mind up. 

He wanted to talk back to the man beside him, for Perry could try and reprimand him but come to no avail; but decided not to. For once, the boy had kept his tongue in check, for he did not think it was a good idea to disrespect the man right before he was allowing him to enter his home. He shrugged instead, keeping in mind that he was no pushover and wouldn't be bullied by Peregrine's sons if it came to it.

"Does all your family have weird names?" He inquires, his tongue yet again, flowing freely with whatever thought came to mind.