Redhawk Caldera Be true to your bar

"How Fidget feel?" Orca mimicked, standing at her godmother's shoulder and imitating her look of concern as she gazed down at Phox. She had followed Finley, having been playing quietly in the dirt nearby when she noticed the Alpha female's movements. Her little tail wiggled and she looked up at Finley before shifting her attention back to Phox.

He really didn't look good; even Orca could tell that, from the expression on his face and the moans that seeped from his mouth. Her tail stopped moving and she shook her head, frowning. "No good," she said sagely.