Redhawk Caldera my love is a life taker

backdated to 7/20

Phox knew he had to make some time to catch up with @Fennec. She was, after all, his oldest child in the vicinity. Not only that, but word on the street was that he was now a grandfather. That was something he knew he wanted to experience firsthand, and so he began searching for Fennec’s scent among all the other familiar (and unfamiliar) ones here.

He knew he could have called for her, but he wanted first to watch her for a moment. He did just that, eyes settling on the blonde fur and milky grey eyes. She looked so gosh darn mature, and part of Phox felt especially old in that moment. Not in a bad way, but the way one realizes that their time on this plane of existence isn’t unlimited. Niamh’s death had something to do with those feelings, too. Thinking of her now filled his heart with an emptiness he wasn’t sure he wanted to deal with right now.

He shucked the thought from his mind, put on a smile, and called out. Hey Fennec!