Redhawk Caldera we're the new face of failure.

Fin scoffed at his words, particularly at the accusation that she'd choose mild OR medium. "Puh-lease, try wildfire..." she retorted vehemently, only to hush herself immediately upon realizing simultaneously with Peregrine their proximity to the herd they'd been searching for.

The beta crouched slightly as she eyed the hulking beasts in the distance. Her breathing quickened along with her heartbeat, her breaths raising around her muzzle like puffs of smoke. Her ears swiveled as Peregrine spoke again. Her only response to his words was a slow turn of her head so that he could see the are you fucking serious right now? look on her face before she cantered off again, this time with her body a little closer to the ground.