Redhawk Caldera We got no one to hide from

Couldn’t be long now, right? Right.  But the wolf who did finally answer was decided young and definitely not-Finley.  Hmm.  Had his sister moved on? But the area still carried her scent, so it didn’t seem that was the case.

She seemed on edge, as expected, but Colt kept an air of casual relaxation as he responded.  “ That’s quite an accent you got there, kid.”  Her words and tone were jarring, but once he took a minute, he got the gist of what she’d said.  “Name’s Colt.  I believe I’ve got a sister holed up here somewhere, goes by the name Finley?”. Unless she’d changed it again.  Problem with giving your kids names like the Blackthorns was it gave you more than twice the amount to keep track of, what with all the nicknames.