Dragoncrest Cliffs Soon as I open my eyes, see the sun through the blinds, I feel electrified

Bobby's reply rung as another stark reminder of how long she'd been gone and how much she'd missed. He should be well aware of Peregrine, Fox and the rest of his maternal family tree. Wildfire swallowed thickly. There was no time like the present to remedy this situation.

"Yes, your grandfather, Peregrine Redhawk—my father," she said, managing a smile, although it felt a little forced. "You really look just like him," she continued as they trekked through the forest in search of game. "He was a great hunter. And, of course, I'm a master trapper myself." Did he know that? She glanced at him, then her chestnut eyes roved ahead.