Redhawk Caldera He's just a different kind of kid

Fennec's thoughts had actually been trailing along the hunting train, though she didn't exactly voice the process. Not exactly an ace at it, she hadn't until recently really needed to try. Now she was glad she had picked up a trick or two because winter with things as they were currently was going to be... rough. Warts or no, she'd kinda have to take what she could catch. Not that she had, of course.

His suggestion was interesting and clearly, in her mind, a joke. She grinned with a little surprise - she hadn't expected Bronco to crack a joke about that so casually, but she appreciated it. A lot, actually.

Does a coup even work if there's only you and the other leaders? She asked teasingly, giving up on the pond for the moment and wading her way onto dry land. She came to a stop and shook water from her paws a short distance from where Bronco's voice originated. Feels a bit like a waste of a good mutiny. Aside from their respective kids, there wasn't even anyone to turn. Where was the fun in that?