Redhawk Caldera native boomerang

She didn't press further, figuring he had decided not to go through with it for some reason or another. Fox blinked as he moved on to talking of their future babes, which always managed to lift both of their spirits. "You have," she replied warmly, "I was just wondering the other day how I'm going to push out your huge-headed babies." Fox was a tiny thing, and Peregrine was massive. She wasn't worried, if only because she was confident in herself and Peregrine as parents. They were going to be some kind of power couple, she just knew it.

"I think Robin—did I tell you she's back?—wants to stick around and see them grow up. I know she's flaky, but I have this terrible problem where I can't turn her away, no matter how many times she wanders off. Stupid bird brain." Fox said this with a cheeky grin. She harboured no ill feelings toward Robin, nor did she think that she ever would. Her sister had done nothing to harm her (physically or emotionally), so there was no need to be upset or angry. She was just a bit air-headed.