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

Raven drifted off again, and Finley couldn't blame her for it. It was exhausting being poked at and tugged on all day long and the stress of having to watch out for the lives of such helpless little creatures didn't improve the situation. Not for the first time, Fin found herself thankful it wasn't her playing wet nurse to the brood. It was a selfish though, but one she forgave herself with the reminder that she'd likely be having a litter of her own this year and so it would be her turn soon enough.

Finley smiled, grateful for her son's compliment about the names they'd been calling the pups. She looked at them thoughtfully at Eljay's question. "Yes, they will," she confirmed, "Just like the other firebirds. We'll name them for whatever animals they look like."  She considered this for a moment before adding, "Raven has some ideas about those names. I don't think I'm going to be much help."