Sun Mote Copse Fairest of the seasons

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She would think on the idea of Figment leading a potential offshoot of their pack, but it also occurred to her that she, Towhee and Phox couldn't lead the Firebirds forever so it was worth considering, too, that some day they would have to choose heirs to take over for them. It wasn't something she wanted to think about- but it couldn't hurt to name a potential heir just in case they either decided to step down, or something else forced them out of their leadership positions. It had been incredibly trying, deciding on who would lead the Firebirds when Colt had died; had that heir already been decided, perhaps it might have made things easier for her.

She pulled her foot away with a small growl when he tried to nibble on it; like a finicky dog, she did not like her feet touched. She slowly placed it back where it had been, but kept an eye on him just ni case he decided to try his luck again.

He mentioned Bronco and Meerkat, and it surprised her to realize how little she'd thought about the two lately, with the exception of the knowledge that they were now a part of the Glen rather than Moonspear. Their move had felt almost permanent the moment they'd left, to her. “I'm pretty sure they'll be staying there,” She commented calmly. “And for that matter, I imagine Fennec'll be staying with them too.” She said. “Whenever someone wants to really get away, they pass it off as 'going somewhere to learn something.' Then they go off, and sure as shit, they just don't ever come home except to raid the caches and eat all the food.”