Redhawk Caldera Underdog

Tadec this, Tadec that, and then asking about his home. Phox was a bit confused as to why this wolf was talking about somebody else, seeing as he'd never heard anybody talk about themselves in the third person. The Redhawk thought it was a strange way to evade a direct question, but what did he know? Maybe this wolf didn't want to talk about himself and worshipped this other Tadec fella. Phox nodded dumbly to the Tadec talk, then shook his head at the question.

"It used to be," he replied, the left corner of his mouth turning down a bit to indicate his displeasure in admitting even that much. "I don't live here anymore, though. I don't think anybody does."

"Who's this Tadec fella you're talking about?" he asked, not willing to let something go when it just didn't add up.