Redhawk Caldera We like sportz and we don't care who knows!
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Sleep had been doing wonders for him. Not that he improved visibly in leaps and bounds, but he woke up feeling refreshed, finally. Not willing to go out to the borders, but at least he had the energy to patrol the lake's edge and hunt. Small tasks, but better than avoiding everyone in the pack and starving himself at the back of the den. 

He heard his son's voice coming nearer and nearer and he'd just finished plucking the feathers from a spruce grouse (he knew he could eat the grouse without plucking it but...He hated getting feathers stuck in his throat) when Killdeer bounded into view. 

He wondered if Fennec had spoken with him, asking him to give Bronco space. She came when summoned too- and not knowing exactly what the boy had been told, he chose to put their relationship struggles on the back burner. He thumped his tail against the ground and rumbled an amused, affectionate growl. Fennec nudged their son- a bit roughly, but nothing that wasn't practically canon for their family- and that would probably suffice for the physical greeting. 

"What's got you so giddy, Varmint?" He asked, echoing Fennec with a buoyant tone.
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We like sportz and we don't care who knows! - by Killdeer - October 23, 2021, 10:11 AM
RE: We like sportz and we don't care who knows! - by RIP Bronco - October 23, 2021, 03:05 PM
RE: We like sportz and we don't care who knows! - by Fennec - November 15, 2021, 12:04 PM