Redhawk Caldera Take me to the good times

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In Phox's mind, they'd simply refuse anybody who went into heat before Niamh and Towhee. Tough cookies if the timing didn't work out for 'em! Niamh and Towhee were his number one baby mommas, and he would make the others wait a year (or more) if it meant securing sustenance for those two litters. He didn't even bother to think about a scenario where somebody got pregnant without consulting them. Only a real dingus would do that, right?

He opened his mouth to speak about the deer shit, but not a moment after, they came into view, and he smiled, slowing to a stop. They really were beautiful creatures to him. Valuable, too. He knew that they were just as much part of the life of wolves as the wolves were a part of their life. Or, most often, a part of their death.

-Sounds like a good idea,- he said, bumping her shoulder before leading the way to where he'd stored the last bits of their latest kill.