Redhawk Caldera WSS: Prologue

He nodded, and moved to walk alongside his sister as they made their way through the Caldera. He'd taken notice, with every visit, how much she'd grown- but it still surprised him to see her now shoulder-to-shoulder with him, when he remembered her so fondly as little more than a pawful of fluff. He'd cherish those memories, but at times like this, when they spoke about her future plans, he had to remind herself that those were memories- and that his sister wasn't a child anymore. 

It surprised him slightly to hear that she felt some obligation to their future siblings, but he shook his head. "Don't worry about them- they'll have Phox an' Towhee, and me too. They'll be fine." He said. He wouldn't want Alyx to avoid living out her dreams for the sake of children who had plenty of caregivers. "If Mom does get crazy, one of these days I'll just flat-out knock her on her ass. Maybe that'll take her down a peg or two," He said with a dry laugh. Of course, the idea of even trying to engage his mother in a scuffle again terrified him; he knew she would stop at no lengths to win any fight she was in.