Sun Mote Copse Cloud nine

Nellie seemed to have picked up a rabbit's scent, and Phox nodded when she mentioned it. This time, he let the younger Firebird lead the hunt, falling behind wherever she might take them. Following behind, he let his mind wander this way and that, wondering what it would be like to have more children, wondering how his own children would react, wondering how Nellie and Bronco might react, wondering how Finley and Elwood might react. There were plenty of wolves to imagine reactions of, okay?

He didn't aspire to be a father figure to Nellie or Bronco, but he would step in if they requested or looked like they needed it. That went for all the younger wolves in the Firebirds, although Figment and Fennec would always be the nearest and dearest to his heart. Those two really were the best things to ever happen to him.