Sun Mote Copse Fire and gold.

Towhee spilled some of the beans, but Phox felt like she was holding back. Being her brother for umpteen years made him aware of these things, y'know? -I was there,- Phox explained, spilling his own beans, -I mean, when Pippin spilled to Wraen. I didn't even know anything had gone down between you two until he started talking trash about me being a dad.- Phox was still mildly amused at Pippin's misplaced anger at him, considering Phox didn't have a clue about any of it beforehand.

Obviously, Phox wasn't butthurt about it. The Redhawk took a deep breath and tried to collect his thoughts as best as he could. -You and me and Niamh have things handled well enough, but I don't think adding another parent into the mix would hurt anything. If he wants to be involved in that capacity, why not give it a shot? We had two moms, the three little ones have two moms, so why not have two dads, too?- he asked. Technically, they had three moms and two dads, but they'd both been dead by the time they were born.