Redsand Canyon Your kisses are poison and all your words are treason

Like all of his children, Fennec could do no wrong. The problem was that Fennec did less wrong than the rest of them somehow. Phox had always adored her, in spite of (or perhaps because of) her spicy personality.

So when her call came for Killdeer, Phox made no hesitation in heading toward it, uninvited. He’d been beat by both Germanicus and Kalik, but that didn’t stop Phox from pushing past them to give his daughter a wolfish hug.

Fennec! he greeted cheerfully. I see you’ve found us. Phox’s demeanor was, as it so often was, open and friendly. His tail wagged, his eyes were bright, and his mood was chipper.