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

He smiled at that thought, even if he didn't remember the exact conversation they'd had. Peregrine and Fox could do no wrong in his mind, and it likely contributed to his elitist views. Considering Wildfire and he were their children, how could they do any wrong? (Except perhaps to each other.)

Oof, sorry. I've been out all day tracking down a herd. I'll definitely take you up on that rain check sometime. Hold me to it! Phox knew he was likely to forget all about it, especially when somebody told him anything past his bedtime. I'm gonna head back for the night; good luck out there! He gave Wildfire a friendly bump on the shoulder as he left, trudging his way home where he would collapse into the thicket with Towhee.