Redhawk Caldera who tells interns what to do.

When Figment spoke of what he wanted to do, it sounded like he wanted to be in the same position as Phox was now. Phox also enjoyed helping, but burdening the whole weight was too much. That was likely while the grove fell apart shortly after Towhee left. Well, that and the fact that a landslide had really fucked with Phox's head. Being stuck had been awful, even if he was a homebody. He never ever wanted to be cut off from the rest of the world again.

Next time we have one of those oh-so-important decision making talks, I can make sure you're there to observe, Phox offered. He wished that he'd had that kind of guidance at Figment's age. Instead, he'd steered very clear of it. Hell, he'd even resented Raven for it to some degree, especially with her choice of lame (to him) co-leaders. Maybe giving Figment a chance to see how they made decisions (and why they made them) would make him into a good leader someday. Quixote, Raven, and Colt had never given Phox that opportunity.