Northstar Vale find your feet

Phox grinned and winked, although he hadn't intended for the joke. It was still a weird sensation to be one leg short. He could feel the muscles twitch each time he took a step, knowing that they weren't doing anything to keep him upright. Sometimes, it was as if he could feel his missing foot touching the ground, although he could distinctly feel the weight distributed precariously across the other three.

He took his time, not making himself rush to keep up with Towhee, who seemed somehow years younger than him now. It did not surprise him in the least to hear that she and Maxim planned for another litter.

And there it was: the little pang that reminded him he wouldn't have any children this year, just as he hadn't the year before. Enough time had passed, but with his recent physical upset, would anybody even want him as a father? He knew what Towhee would say, so he didn't bring up his own worries and instead tried to make small talk along the way.

Since signing and walking on three legs was a skill he had yet to master, he didn't bother with ptero, making sure to get his sister's attention and face her as he walked and talked.

So long as there's a decent view of the sky close by, I can find a place to tuck in. On that topic, any single ladies here? he asked. It had never really seemed like anybody in Mereo was an option, but he also hadn't been looking. He thought he had caught a whiff of Keyni's scent, but he assumed that she was probably married off by now, smart and pleasant wolf that she was.