Redhawk Caldera Take me to the good times

-Wh—- Phox began to say, but then Towhee clarified. Oh right, that guy. Phox didn't know much of anything about him, aside from the assumption that he was Meerkat's biological father. The realization that Meerkat was about to become an adult was bittersweet. She had left them, even if it wasn't that far, so young, and Phox wished she had stuck around. But he always wished that. He tried not to let himself be disappointed that she wasn't a homebody like he wanted all his kids to be, but sometimes it did hurt a little.

-Time really does fly,- he said.

-Nothing in particular. Did Meerk tell you Bronco and Fennec had some kind of falling out? I think she might pull a classic move and run off again. Seems like her MO whenever things aren't going her way.-

Phox frowned a little, wondering if that was the call Bronco had made a few days prior. Phox didn't think sending out a search party was going to do anybody any good. Fennec was a grown-ass adult. A blind one, but an adult nonetheless. She would come home when she was ready. She'd shown that time and time again.