Redhawk Caldera Empire of steel.

-Pretty sure I'm cooking some up, too,- he said, grinning. Technically, he'd only provided the fuel and Niamh was doing the cooking, but that didn't make him any less exhausted just thinking about this year's litter. Every child seemed to come with their own quirks, ambitions, and problems. He couldn't imagine what this year would bring for the kids: both his biological and adopted ones. And he certainly planned to provide for both litters, despite not fueling Towhee's batch.

-I'm... okay. Kids leaving is hard, even when you know it's coming.- Even though Alyx hadn't technically left (?), he knew the time was coming soon. Quetzal had already made her departure to the Frosthawks. Primrose was... well, he couldn't stand to think of that right now, lest he choke up.

-How about you? Is Reyes... wanting to be involved?- he asked. He hadn't been keeping up with Towhee's relationship with him, having been busy with his own duties as a biological father. He did know he'd smelled the two of them here and there around the territory (unless that's too meta-gamey, in which case please nudge, lol).