Redhawk Caldera You bring me sun-sun-sunshine

She nodded in agreement. It wasn't quite her style, and she was glad that they shared the same view on that. Sure, they didn't agree on everything, but Fox had never expected them to. Their bond was a partnership—an agreement to make compromises when and where they needed to. Not that she thought they would need to often, but the thought was often in the back of her mind when she interacted with her beau. He asked to move on to the next one, and Fox pranced toward it. It was her favorite out of all the ones she'd found, and she hoped that her lover would think the same.

It took her a moment to find it (which reminded her of how hidden it felt), but eventually they came to a small hobbit-like hole in the ground, the top and sides covered in thick, green moss. It was bathed in sunshine, and a single, old and dry log laid across the top of it. Fox had never been terribly good at hiding her emotions, and it was clear by her rapidly wagging tail and expectant look to Peregrine that this was her top pick. The leaves that had accumulated just outside the entrance could easily be moved in, creating a soft bed for them and their children.