Redhawk Caldera d'fwan, glue in the business weave.

PPin' it up! @Elwood c'mere bb

It was nice to spend some time with Wildfire. Fin had never stopped missing her when she'd gone so many years ago. She hadn't lied to Betty when she'd said that Wildfire had always been one of her favorites - she truly had been, from the day Fin had nearly killed her with a pinecone. Which had also been one of the first times she'd gotten to spend quality time with her alone, to be fair. The whole homicide thing had little to do with it.

And that's why it bothered her so much as she left Wildfire that day, striding alongside Elwood. Her eyes were downcast as they walked, her expression concerned and thoughtful. They had walked in silence for a while now and were just rounding the Southern edge of the Caldera's inner lake when Fin finally stopped and looked at her mate. "What do we do?" she said without preamble, "I can't stand the thought of what happened to Wiffle. And it was done by our god damn neighbors, Twig. Who's to say they won't show up here? They have before. What if Towhee meets them at the borders and they grab her? What if they sneak in and take one of the kids?"

A lump formed in her throat that prevented her from speaking further. She'd kept her worry quiet while they'd talked with her niece, but she couldn't stop herself now. The thought of them sneaking in and coming near her little wildlings. Like Lucy, and. Her hackles raised at the very idea. Her sweet little spot. Had they been the ones to take her in the first place? They'd been warned before about the pack to the East, and now Wildfire - the thought made her sick - why hadn't they... Fin took a steadying breath, fixing her gaze on Elwood, which had its own calming effect on the alpha.