Hideaway Strath all great and precious things are lonely.

Fig didn't know his old friend's real name, so when it was first shared with him, he had to bite back a bless you. He furrowed his brow, but then his face lit up when he heard her name. Sugar Glider.

"Sugar? Really?" Fig repeated with a smile, "Wow, it's great to hear her name—it's been such a long time. I'm Fig Redhawk. Your mom is an old friend of mine too." And his first crush, he thought to himself as a tinge of heat rose to his cheeks and his ears slid back. He would keep that fact to himself.