Redhawk Caldera Caribbean blue

He stepped slowly alongside his older sibling, soaking up every last word that Wildfire was willing to give him. He found the specific phrase "They lived for their children." to be rather ironic, considering they hadn't lived for their last litter. Both Peregrine and Fox had bitten the dust before Phox and his litter mates were born. In reality, it was probably better for the last round of Firebirds to be free from their admittedly crazy parents. I can say that here because we were the parents, and we are crazy.

"Um..." Phox trailed off, trying to think of a question he hadn't asked before or something Wildfire might've known that Raven or Nightjar hadn't. "Were they mad when you left?" he asked. That was a question he had not asked. He actually didn't know why Wildfire had left in the first place, nor if she was planning on sticking around forever. Obviously, he hoped that she would stick around. The more siblings he had here, the better.