Redhawk Caldera Tretale.

Killdeer leaned forward in anticipation, only to have her recount memories of his birth. He smiled to hear it, although he was really hoping for older tales—to hear of Towhee in her youth. The energy she still held to this day; she must have been a firecracker back then!

And then she offered some thoughts that touched a tiny nerve in him, somewhere deep down. Not in a negative way. . .but it would leave him pondering, nonetheless.

I can't say I haven't thought of that, Killdeer replied, nodding. He looked around and sighed. Ma and I thought of starting our own pack, once. It didn't work out, though. And now, I'm loyal to Moonspear. I mean, my kids are there. I don't know if I could leave just yet.

Treepie certainly wouldn't, anyway, and Tiki would go where her sister did. But about that 'woman' thing—

I did find someone, though, he went on, his face splitting into a sheepish grin. Did you ever meet Amalia, from Brecheliant? Black fur, green eyes, super nice. . .