Redhawk Caldera castle on a cloud

"No," Fox replied, "and yes. I mean. I'm not a fox, but I am Fox." She paused, then added, "Fox Redleaf-DiSarinno," for clarity. Why must her family's customs confuse others so? The Redleaf still had no clue that she was talking to her littermate, dull in the head as she was. She hadn't seen Dove in over a year, and there was no reason for her to think that she would come here. Robin (and Magpie) were the only blood family she'd ever come across in the Teekon Wilds. With the kids on the way, that was about to change drastically.

But guessing her name wasn't a particularly hard thing to do, and so Fox thought nothing of it. "What's your name?" This was still a recruiting mission, as far as the fiery Alpha was concerned. Unlike Dove, the rain didn't bother Fox one bit. She was used to it, and the sensation of water droplets on her back gave her some sense of relief from the worrying that her mind had been doing as of late.