Broken Antler Fen You float like a feather

Phox grinned at her initial response. He didn’t consider himself especially good at games like this, so he was glad to have her at least a little bit stumped. Her answer was decidedly satisfactory, and Phox’s tail beat against the ground when she summed up her life. He hoped that his life could be summed up in such a way (or better), but he figured he had a few more years before he really decided to make the final call.

Wildfire, Raven, and... Who had the third one been? Phox had relationships with both Wifi and Raven, but he couldn’t recall ever meeting their third littermate. Oh shucks, I forget his name. But I remember Gannet and Whip, so those will have to do in the third one’s place. Half credit for that one, pretty please?