Redhawk Caldera I know you

Anyone!

Another sister pack.
Run by wolves called @Phox and @Towhee, persons that Toad believed may have been the children of Fox. The reckoning had come when there was mention of the Firebirds moving to the Redhawk Caldera, said to be a historical location for them. This had greatly confused Toad, who had always assumed that the Redhawks had died with Fox. She knew that Fox had had at least one litter of children, but afterward, the trail had run cold.

Since coming to the Wilds, Toad had searched for some sign of existence of her sister's line. She had met many wolves with names that reminded her of animals, but had long assumed this to be coincidence alone. @Meerkat had a huge family because she had more than one set of parents, but there were many families that were large like the Ostregas. It was impossible for Toad to track Fox's lineage because she had carried no surname upon leaving her natal pack. This was the first time that Toad felt certain that this time, the Caldera would hold the answer.

She had set out in the early morning when it was still dark. Frost coated the grass and trees as she moved from Firefly Glen toward the rocky shelter that she had hunted for answers in before.

When she reached it in late afternoon, she found a scent marker, clear as day. The Firebirds did not know her. The Redhawks in their original state would also not have known her. Her heart was in her throat.
Had she found it at last? Her family's legacy?

Toad howled. She howled for knowledge, for curiosity, for family. Had she been so lucky as to accidentally align herself with wolves that were allied with her nieces and nephews?