Redsand Canyon twenty doll hairs

time to make some assumptions!

Eager as he was to get back, Phox had taken a slight detour to check out a herd he'd spotted between Akashingo and Mereo. They looked as though they were doing well, which was always a positive sign. Perhaps he could lead a hunt out that way after a rest at home.

Wait, did he just think "home" about Mereo? Phox shook his head, bemused with himself. It had been a very long time since anywhere had felt like home, and he certainly hadn't expected the red, sandy valley to become that. And yet, Towhee was there, expecting children, and Phox knew that was where he was needed most.

Trotting toward the den @Towhee shared with @Maxim, he kept his eyes peeled for signs of either of them. It didn't look like Maxim was outside, and as he drew near, Phox realized that he recognized another scent. Or rather, several other scents. Young ones.

Not waiting for the kids' sperm donor to return, Phox pushed himself inside the abode. -Those little shitbirds couldn't wait another few days, huh?- he signed to Towhee, peering at the little lumps at her side.