Neverwinter Forest He's always playing with a light

Bronco had his faults, but at least his was self-aware. Fig smiled a bit at this and nodded his agreement. Bronco probably would not have listened had that piece of wisdom been shared earlier. Fig would have, though. It wouldn't have changed anything for him, though. The Redhawk had somehow missed the boat on the whole hot-headed, rebellious youth fad. He'd always been even-tempered and obedient, probably to a fault.

But at least he too was self-aware.

"Things like that can change you for sure," Fig commented, sorrow evident in his tone. He'd never been too close with Primrose, but that didn't mean he'd been unaffected by the pup's loss.

He let the moment sit for a beat out of respect, then attempted to gently turn the conversation towards something a little sunnier. "So, if it was Phox, Niamh and Towhee before, and now it's me, you and Fenny," he mused with the start of a smile, "Does that mean I'm the Towhee? As the mated pair, I think you and Fenn would have to be Phox and Niamh, right?"