Sun Mote Copse Coheed and Cambria

Totally willing for Phox to get an injury for his trespassing, but he wouldn't just stand there!

Things at the Frosthawks had not been bad for them. Figment had learned a lot from Rannoch, and Phox had gotten the care he needed from Raven. Still, he was as eager as ever to get away from Quixote. Something about that guy just didn't sit right with Phox. He was just so milque toast. Phox smiled at the phrase, remembering the first time Towhee had used it to describe him (and Colt).

Figment stood by his side, his voice not lifting with his own for reasons Phox could only speculate.

It wasn't until he saw Fennec that Phox really lost it. For the first time in his life, he disregarded the pack scent markers and sped across them to meet his daughter. Fennec, he half-sobbed. You're okay!