Redhawk Caldera throw a log on the fire

Concern washed over her face as Peregrine's expression changed from a lighter, happier one to one that was closer to terror. "Of course we'd ask them, silly," she said, once he'd come back to the bright, happy reality that was theirs. "But we'd have to figure out who we'd want to ask first, right?" Of course, Fox already had ideas, but she was still keen to hear his thoughts, first. Perhaps he would want to entrust them to a different set of caldera members. Then again, Peregrine had said that Finley would make a good mother.

Somnia was another option... but Fox didn't feel nearly as close to her compared to Finley. Finley had come with them from the plateau, something only one other wolf (FitzDutiful) could boast. Finley and Fox had been friends even before they had come here, even though their friendship had been fresh when they arrived. Perhaps that was what had made it so solid.