Redsand Canyon We're real men, and we like sportz!

He was about to answer when Germanicus spoke again, and he flushed all over, hot with self-pride. He hoped the Imperator was saying it for his sake, and not for the sake of his mother. 

Eh, what was he kidding? He'd take it either way.

I think I'll wait for warmer weather, sir, he replied. The caches need filled here for the rest of the winter, especially if—

Pups. Pups? Were there pups on the way?

Well, you know, Killdeer said, looking bashful. If we have any young'uns comin'. He sounded eerily like his father in the moment, slangy and awkward and true to the heart.