Vixen laughs softly, returning the hug. "I've been great. I don't really fly all that much, anymore, I spend most of my time with Bret...Still like to take the Domus out for a spin now and then, but not often. It gives me more time to take care of her, though..." She looks down at the little bundle of fur in her arms, now drifting to sleep from the gentle movements of her mother's arms. "So, how's things with you and Rick?"
A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.
