Redhawk Caldera the weather outside is frightful [MFT]

It turned out that Amon didn't have kids, or any experience with them, either. It couldn't be helped. Whether your pack had pups before you left them wasn't in your hands. The way he worded his sentence was a bit confusing. "...but we were all nearly a year old when introduced, so..." Wouldn't a pack want the members to meet the youngest members before then? Maybe they had joined the pack instead of being born in it. Whatever the case, it wasn't her history to go nosing through.

The thought of the Peregrine's and Fox's kids had been in her mind for some time. Although it definitely wasn't a hundred percent certain, there seemed to be no way that the future pups would be perfect little angels.

Concern flashed across Somnia's face when Amon broke into a fit of coughing. Before she could ask if he was alright when it was over, he moved on to the next topic in their conversation. "Two others that I know of. Tempest and Ashton." Concern was still plastered across her face for the old man, but it wasn't as evident as before.