Redhawk Caldera Stuck in '93.

Alyx was flooded with relief at the sound of her name in the familiar, monotone voice of her deaf other-mother. Not some strange new wolf, and not Phox either. That made her feel a little melancholy, but it must mean he really meant that he would stay at Yuelong until he received some news of Niamh. Which meant he must not have heard anything, either.

When prompted, Alyx loped across the border and lowered her head to butt it affectionately against Towma's chest. She pulled away enough so Towhee could see her sign, it's so good to see you! before turning her attention to the smaller wolf in their midst. Up close, he was much too red to be Meerkat, leaving her to wonder how she'd ever thought he could be her sister, but was instead a dead ringer for Wildfire, if Alyx had ever met her deceased aunt.

And who's this? she asked with a genial wave of her tail and playful duck of her head, addressing the boy more than Towhee.