Heron Lake Plateau Fantastic beasts and where to find them.

He didn’t have to wait long (or at all, really) for Towhee to explain why she had stepped down. Phox glanced at her leg, which she had been limping on, but he had barely noticed. He’d been far too busy trying to get back on her good side, something that had been a whole lot easier than he had expected... not that he was complaining! -Hardly paralyzed, silly,- he replied with a shake of his head and a smile. She was getting around just fine.

At her next comment, he paused, thinking her words over. -I felt it, too. Even while I was out there, it never felt right to have anything other than a Redhawk at the helm.- Elwood and Finley were always meant to be temporary, right? Just until one of the kids was ready to take over. -I don’t think Mom and Dad would have wanted the pack to go to anybody else but their children.- He had idolized his dead parents ever since he was a child, and that had not stopped. Now that Raven was no longer at the helm, he was even more wary about it. He did enjoy Niamh’s company, but his thoughts on Quixote were vague at best. Did he have Raven’s best interests in mind?