Redhawk Caldera wind in the willows

“Magpie found me,” Fox clarified, giving a name to their half-sister in the process. “She’s… young,” Fox added, having never kept track of those things too closely. “I think she was still under a year when I first met her last year. But she can hunt on her own now, which means she must’ve hit that mark.” Fox was, as usual, completely unaware that Dove might be considering to do something less than savory to their new found relative.

“She’s kinda… my responsibility, I guess. It’s a long story, but before I even knew she was related, I put her in some pretty bad shit. Basically got her kidnapped, and I feel responsible for her. Perry doesn't like it, exactly, but I think he's coming around to the idea of having her here.” In fact, Fox knew that if Perry had his way, Magpie wouldn't be here at all. He would've kicked her to the curb the first time she had abandoned them, and he never would have let her come back.

“You should meet her sometime. I think it’d be good if she knew she had more family here.”