Redhawk Caldera if i'm addicted to loving you.

Raven had so much love and respect for Finley. The elder female was nearly on the same pedestal that Raven's own mother had occupied, in the medic's eyes. So when Finley assured her that she was pretty enough to attract a mate, she took some comfort in those words. She still felt that she'd gotten the short end of the stick where looks were concerned. I mean, really. Look at freaking Wildfire, she thought to herself a little bitterly, wishing that she could've gotten even just a little of that brilliantly gorgeous coloring. She thought of the beautiful silver Blackthorn girls, and Towhee's interestingly calico-like markings, and she felt like the boring girl in the back of the classroom.

She shook her head, making an effort to push all of that out of her thoughts for now. "How did you and Uncle Elwood get together?" she asked, suddenly curious how the Caldera's alpha pair had become a pair. Perhaps Finley's own experience could offer her some insights on exactly how one showed they were receptive to boys' attention.