Redhawk Caldera disconnect the dots

Fox didn't know what a chicken was, although she couldn't understand how they looked like a wing, considering they lacked feathers. Moles made a bit more sense, and a weak smile fell upon the new mother's lips. Peregrine gave the two a gentle nudge toward leaving, and Fox was thankful. Even though she had only been awake for an hour or so, she was already exhausted and ready for another nap. Fox nodded vaguely to her two friends, then set her head down on the den's floor.

Feelings of unrest and guilt only proved to wear her out more, and sleep seemed to be the only escape from them. Something between a groan and a sigh filtered out of her nose then, and Fox kept her eyes open long enough to watch Finley and Elwood depart.