Redsand Canyon there's another hill ahead.

FIg's attention was turned in a different direction, but he sifted his gaze accordingly when he heard his father talking to someone else. His canted his head curiously as he took in the sight of the stranger. Like Phox, he thought there was something a little familiar about her. His recognition was far fainter, though. He'd been very young when they'd been packmates.

He looked over at Phox and back again when he posed the question. So, his inclination had been correct. It had to be if they both a teensy bit recognized her, right?