Redhawk Caldera you teach me and i'll teach you.

Fidget escaped and Finley let him go without complaint. Chuckles was being silly and gassy, scooting around like a little tugboat until latching onto a teat. Fin couldn't help but smirk at the little girl, wondering how long it would take her to realize that these nips weren't going to give her anything (thank god). Not long, apparently. She chuckled softly before picking the pup up and plunking her back down alongside Raven. "There, suck on them," she advised, turning then to look at Fidget who was making faces at the dark.

Eljay's arrival distracted her only momentarily from watching the six little beasts. She glanced up and smiled before returning her eyes back to the savages, though her attention split between them and her eldest. "Come right on in," she replied, "But be careful - they are trying their darndest to cause whatever mayhem they can." Which wasn't very, ahh.. mayhem-ic, all things considered.