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Phox looked to his fellow co-parents when Alyx rounded them up, one-by-one. He idly wondered if Alyx planned to expedite her plans to become Sovereign, but he couldn't imagine her trying that at this age. Then again, kids surprised him every step of the way, so maybe that was her plan. Instead, she threw a different curveball, but one that Phox had a few practice runs with before. Why was it always the girls who wanted to run off? Was he really that boring?

He breathed in deep, then asked his first question, likely of many. -When?- There was no use in trying to stop her. If Fennec was any indication, his children had minds of their own, and they would not be swayed. He was glad they at least came to tell him before they want galloping off, though. He cast a sideways glance to Niamh, remembering one of their biggest outbursts had involved her daughter disappearing without a word... and Phox siding with Nellie over Niamh when it came to keeping her whereabouts unknown.