Redhawk Caldera I made a deal with the man on the moon

I'm game ;_;

Fin rolled her eyes and stuck out her tongue at him. Poor innocent Elwood indeed. It was actually a little irritating how perfect he seemed to be all the time. Despite that one mishap, she'd never met a wolf so wonderfully polite and kind and friendly in all her life. Golden boy, that's what he was. She gazed at him fondly in spite of herself.

Before she could make a quip about how she only let him go so that she could come up with a far worse way to murder him, he was leaping at her. Fin braced herself for impact, but not quickly enough that she was able to keep herself from falling backwards under his weight. She laughed as she tumbled, scrabbling her paws against him and nipping at his muzzle. It was an unusual move for him - she was the one that usually started the wrestling matches after all. She wasn't complaining, though. She was always up for a good spar, and he was by far her favorite partner.