Redhawk Caldera Rebel riff.

Her eyes widened when Hotah told her he not only had experience with pups in general, he’d fathered a few litters. That he’d sired them on different mothers barely registered, not that it made any difference to Towhee. Actually, she liked the sound of what he described, even though her heart was as monogamous as her body wasn’t.

Are you sure it’s so different here? she teased after recovering from her initial shock. For some reason, I just assumed… well, it doesn’t matter. I’m glad you’ve done the dad thing before. Even if I don’t end up needing any help, we still have pups here who could use guidance. I’m sure Carolina and Lyric would love some hunting lessons.

That made her think about his comment about learning names. Had he met the children yet, even in passing? Had he spent any time with their parents? Towhee suddenly had a task in mind.

It’s pretty clear you want to get to know everyone here and do your part. If you haven’t already, you should work on introducing yourself to everyone, spending a little time with each member of the pack. Think you can manage that, Resident Hotah?