Redhawk Caldera this love is killing me, but you're the only one

His call was greeted by not one but two wolves, and he straightened as Bronco emerged with a beautiful, cream-coated woman in tow. This must be the new wife, he surmised, and Killdeer gave them a smile, even as his belly churned a bit. And she was—

Oh. Very pregnant. Right. That was a thing that was probably going to happen.

Hey, Dad, he replied, traveling up the slope to meet them at his father's gesture. His eyes were fixed mostly on her, though, and a strange sense of deja vu had come over him.

Ignoring the stuff about Mereo for a moment, he added, It's good to meet you. Except. . .you look familiar. We must've met before, right?

Maybe all pretty women looked the same.