Redhawk Caldera The Harlequin Lamp

The conversation with Bronco weighed on him. Phox really hoped that the two of them (Bronco and Fennec) could mend their relationship, but Phox also knew that Fennec could be... well, difficult. How he had made such a difficult child, he would never know. Maybe she felt like she had to have a bigger personality because she didn't have her sight, or maybe she was just the way that she was. "That's just is" as they say.

The familiar sound of slurping, chomping, and chewing drew Phox close to Niamh, though he ducked back under the cover of some bushes when she turned to look at him. He wanted to avoid any ire he might catch for watching her eat in such an unladylike manner. Not only that, but that girl was hella possessive of her food, and he really didn't want to get his balls bitten off today. No neutering for him, no-sir-ee!