Heron Lake Plateau I couldn't find a suitable 90s song for this title.

Things had, for the most part, settled in the Redhawk ranks. At least that was the way Phox perceived things. Nobody was doing anything crazy, things with Camilla and Towhee were going well in their... whatever it was. He had actually been looking for Towhee this morning, but instead he came across Camilla and that same (yet different) smell he had caught which had prompted him to seek out Quixote not too long after, uh... boning Camilla.

With his mind at rest that no matter what happened, their children would be welcomed into the world, he slid up alongside Camilla. Hey, he said softly, How you feeling? Phox's body was, of course, itching to get right to the point, but that just didn't mesh with his personality.