Golden Glade I think I'm moving but I go nowhere

Phox realized that maybe she was completely and utterly lost, but it wasn't his concern. He was only annoyed that she was near the Redhawks' territory (and then went toward it). With that out of the way, and the stranger presumably gone, Phox finally turned to Wildfire with a "some people!" look. Been awhile since I saw you last. Pretty sure I was just a wee bab at the time. At least, he had felt like one. He couldn't even remember what they had last talked about, and he only faintly recalled that she had come here under some distress.

He considered asking her how life had been, but the question felt too broad, and he certainly didn't want to bring up anything bad that had happened. What are you doing out this way? he asked. Immediately after, he yawned, his black muzzle opening wide. He was really fighting the urge to curl up on the spot and go to sleep right here.