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Fenn was kind enough to elaborate on the feelings Fig had kept to himself, and she brought up a point that he hadn't really considered. He looked sharply at Phox, but didn't really find his answer to her question to be all that surprising. As long as Phox finding himself a couple didn't alter his or Towhee's presence in their lives, then it was all good in Fig's estimation.

Not even the idea of brothers and sisters was all that bothersome to the almost-yearling. He had never considered what it would be like to have a sister other than Fenn, but when it was presented to him, he was more intrigued than anything else. And, after a moment's thought, he was a bit excited. Fig had been born to take care of others, but for so long, he'd been too small, too young, to really do so. He was older now, though he still often felt like he wasn't old enough. The idea of baby siblings made him feel like he was old enough, so he smiled.

"Really?" he asked, his tail wagging a little, "That'd be cool. Could we teach them stuff?" He thought of how Rannoch had been a mentor to him and decided in that moment, he wanted to be one too. His smile widened and he looked at Fenn to see how she felt about this.