Heron Lake Plateau First storm

Her heart skipped a beat when a black figure appeared, only to sink a little when she realized it wasn't her sister. It was their younger brother, Phox. Wildfire pretty quickly stashed her disappointment. She wasn't close to him, yet they were family, and it was always good to catch up. She would be happy to shoot the breeze with him a while, then find Rave a little later.

"Hey, Phox!" she chirruped in reply. "They're doing great, thanks for asking. Speaking of kids, Finley just gave birth yesterday." Her black tail stirred, quickening when she suddenly remembered, "Hey, weren't you expecting some of your own?" She couldn't quite recollect the details—like his mate's identity, for instance—and Wildfire of course had no idea she'd likely just touched an exposed nerve.