Redhawk Caldera Killed the lord, left for the new world

It didn't surprise him that Fox didn't know the specifics; he also didn't really remember nor celebrate the anniversary of his birth. But based on her response, she had probably been a few months old when the snow had begun to melt, which typically happened in early spring. She'd probably been born in the middle of winter then, which meant she could theoretically go into season at any time. His blood went from warm to hot.

"It could be time at any time," he said excitedly. "Your first heat, I mean." If he felt any awkwardness about talking about his mate's cycle, it didn't show. Only excitement gleamed on Peregrine's dark features. "And I'd say we're pretty much ready, right? We're all settled in and we have the den picked out and everything." He grinned, now mindless to the cold as they continued to canter around the caldera.