Redhawk Caldera i may be crazy, don't mind me.

Lagan had been in a sort of poopy mood since his baby cousin and his twin's departure, but he was trying his best not to let it bring him down. His parents didn't seem angry with him, nobody did, but still. He hated not having his little screamy buddy around, and he hadn't realized how much he did with Liffey until he found himself with little to do. So to take his mind off of his missing family members, the optimist was trying other things. Playing games on his own, making up stories and jokes in his head, playing with his babies and other family members, exploring the territory and whatnot.

Today however, something totally new had caught his attention. It was a smell that he had never smelled before, and it was attached to his mom. It was a weird smell, but not unpleasant entirely. He wasn't quite sure he liked it though. Curiosity carried him towards her, and when he arrived he found two others had beat him there. Elwood stood staring at Finley, and Phox sat at Finley's feet. Lagan wore a confused expression, and his apple gaze flitted from parent to parent.

Now the young male had heard of this sex thing, but he really didn't know what it was, or how it worked. All he knew was it happened and boom, babies. He didn't make the connection between his mom's weird aroma and the sex thing though, so he didn't understand why there was an awkward air about the group. Sup daddyo. Mom you ok? You smell like... weird He greeted them, walking closer to Finley, his tail wagging. He bent down and gave Phox a quick lick on the head too, then looked back up toward his mom.