Redhawk Caldera do you suppose she's a wildflower?

"Pay?" Fiadh requested plaintively, and of course her parents were all too willing to oblige her. However, their response may not have been what she had in mind. Elwood looked to Finley, nodding solemnly as she spoke about "paying the price" for the offense the flower had caused. And, as she so wisely noted, it was his turn to handle such a situation.

"Pay," he said to Fiadh, nodding in confirmation. "We'll give that flower what-for. It will never mess with a Blackthorn puppy again!" he said, puffing up his chest as he gathered his feet beneath him and shifted into a standing position. He stomped towards the soggy remains of the flower and brought his nose within close proximity of its petals before saying sternly, "Bad flower. Bad!"