Redhawk Caldera cus in my castle i'm the freakin man.

Phox was far more interested in hunting than listening to the story, but Fin didn't mind. If he could bring them to the little bastard, she'd be thankful. If he could help trap the fucker, she'd be ecstatic. But if he took the kill from her, she would disown his ass. The latter didn't seem likely, especially since her pregnancy brain was fading slightly and she was beginning to doubt that the fox trail she'd found was the fox at all. She kept that to herself though, partly to preserve her pride and partly because she REALLY wanted it to be the right fox.

"Well, once upon a time in the early days of my life at the Plateau..." Fin began, angling herself so Towhee could read her lips while Phox could hear her speak aloud (if he decided to pay attention), "Peregrine randomly brought a fancy new mate home with him one day named Fox. I had met her briefly when she first arrived, though we hadn't had a chance to really speak at all."

She paused to glance at Phox as he (presumably) bounced around, sniffing the entire world. She turned back to continue, "Well, not long after she arrived, I was out hunting this little demon bitch fox when I happened upon her. We talked for a bit and then I invited her to go bat hunting with me. I think I told her some made up story about wanting to impress a guy by giving him bats... Which is absurd, but she believed me and we made plans to go jump into a cave together. And let me tell you, it's very rare to find someone who will do completely insane activities with you, but your mom didn't even hesitate when I invited her."

"Well.. she barely hesitated. I should say."