Redhawk Caldera We build the wall to keep us free

Time moved so strangely these days. One minute, Phox was overjoyed with the thought of having two litters to look after. The next, he was chasing out the father of his sister's children. And then there was the aftermath of Towhee's miscarriage, something that made his stomach do a somersault every time he thought of it. Thankfully, Niamh's children appeared to be doing fine, and there were no signs of her losing any of the children they had created together.

He arrived with a rabbit for his pregnant mate, feeling weary but happy that she seemed to be doing well. He noticed the stick, whittled away at her paws. Restless? he asked after dropping the rabbit for her. He had been doing his best to feed both Niamh and @Towhee, bringing them whatever he could scrounge up at every opportunity. He didn't have time for much else beyond that, and it probably showed.