Redhawk Caldera A birth and a death on the same day

@Sebastian . Tagging @Fox so she knows she's being PPed here.

The sun beat hot down on the Alpha pair's front lawn, where Nightjar law with a well-chewed stick between his legs. Insects whirred around him, picking through the grass and expertly avoiding the wide sweeps of his tail. He paid them no mind, having learned by now that he couldn't possibly focus on everything at once. Only once did he look up from his stick to watch a rare grasshopper zip past his eyes.

Nightjar abruptly exploded into action by standing and pouncing on his stick, to the amusement of Fox who lay nearby, watching. Wildfire and Raven were playing in the shade near her—Wildfire had trapped a caterpillar and was busy studying it by staring hard, while Raven tried her damnedest to get close enough to eat it—but neither of them ventured out to him, and he was too occupied to go to them, even though he loved to play fight with both of them. Right now, his stick was far more important.

He wrapped his jaws around it and shook his head, growling all the while.