Redhawk Caldera prove me wrong

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If Fox had known that Tempest thought of her as a "beautiful fae," she would have had a laugh-attack. Fox had always been a rough-and-tumble tomboy who liked scrapping with anybody and everybody who was willing. Of course, she'd have to tone it down once the pups were born, but that didn't mean she would completely stop her wardening and warrioring... the latter of which wasn't even a real word.

"No need to be so formal," Fox replied, twitching an ear. "Any sign of your murderous father lingering about?" Crass and uncouth as always, but perhaps accentuated by her current state of mind. "What does he look like, anyway? Do you know his name?" If he came traipsing into the caldera, Fox wanted to make sure he was easily found and put to death if need be.