Redhawk Caldera writing on the wall

“Ohhh,” Fox replied, glad to know that there weren't ten thousand Elwoods running around. Not because Elwood was bad or anything. She just thought it would be massively inconvenient and confusing. The thought of ten thousand copies of her Beta was even a little daunting. She liked him, of course, and he was quickly moving into "friend" territory, but having that many around her would be pure madness. How would she ever get to talk to anybody else?

Elwood smoothly transitioned the conversation back to the pups, and Fox tilted her head pensively. “I guess I hadn’t given it much thought,” Fox admitted. “We get to have so many, so I figure we’ll get plenty of both worlds.” If they had it their way, twelve little balls of fur and flesh would come tumbling out of her in a couple of months. And even if it was only one, Fox would be the happiest gal in the world.