Golden Glade Restless

He knew they wouldn't be able to catch anything super large (not with just the two of them), but if she was a decent hunter, they might be able to take down a younger, smaller, more sickly deer. Hopefully one of those was part of the herd he'd spotted. He took the lead, considering he had been the one to spot the herd, and he assumed Wraen was following close behind.

She asked about his relation to Wildfire, and the Redhawk nodded. She's got a couple of years on me, he said. How is she doing, by the way? I know she came by to see Raven recently about a sore throat. Little did Phox know it would be less than a week before his sister drifted off into the aether.