Hideaway Strath And my axe

Liberally PPing Fig and Fennec here. Stevie/Starr, lemme know if you want me to make any changes!

@Fig had been trying to wake him up for more than an hour, and Phox finally relented, half-groaning and half-growling when he finally rolled onto his feet. He didn't even know what the kid wanted, and he blinked wearily into the partly cloudy afternoon. It was a little bit cooler than it had been yesterday, not that Phox really noticed the ten-degree difference. When Fig nipped at his elbow, and Phox snapped the air right next to his son's face, warning him that was the last straw.

Softening and sighing, he turned to @Towhee, who was entertaining @Fennec. -You'll never guess what I found when I went to tell Raven about how things were going,- he said, taking a moment to stretch his tired muscles. As he did so, his back cracked in the most satisfying fashion.