Heron Lake Plateau One hundred bad days

He did care for Wildfire's opinion, at least a little bit. Maybe she hadn't been there the whole time, but neither had Phox. She was a Redhawk, through-and-through. He didn't bother to mention that, though. He knew Towhee was not about to be swayed on that, and it wouldn't make any difference to him.

Phox nodded in agreement about finding somewhere good for Fenton. -The trees would provide better cover for her, though.- Maybe she wouldn't be able to see as well, but she had managed well enough around here. He didn't imagine she'd be doing a whole lot of running to begin with. -Maybe just a not-so-dense forest,- he added. As long as there were paths, he thought she'd be more than capable. Of course, only time would tell how well she was going to adapt.

-That's not a bad idea. I'll see if I can't convince him next time I spot him.- Usually the bird spotted Phox (not the other way around), but close enough.