Redhawk Caldera my love is a life taker

Fennec acknowledged his call with a questioning one of her own. Apparently, word hadn't gotten around to her yet, and he grinned at the befuddled look on her face.

Just for a few days, he replied. Before he could continue, a feisty little thing came barreling out at him with bristled fur and a whole lot of pep. -And you must be Killdeer,- he said/signed when his grandson(!) greeted him.

What a wild, wild world. Again, Phox felt like he had missed so much about this year, but he knew he had plenty of time to make it up. It was so strange to think that this pup was Fennec's son, but Phox knew it shouldn't be that strange. He wondered if his own parents had ever met any of their grandchildren. Hadn't Wildfire's first litter been born before Phox was? He had a hard time remembering the timeline of everything, not to mention he would not have been there for it.