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Fin smiled broadly as Wildfire hopped up to her.  While the little girl made no sense whatsoever, it was adorable watching her try to communicate.  "Abababa to you too, lil' Wiffle," the beta replied while knowing Wildfire had no idea what she was asking.  Fin watched as the pup went right for her toy, only to recoil seconds later.


Finley tilted her head slightly to get a better view of the pup as she continued to poke at the pinecone.  She relaxed slightly, attributing Wildfire's sudden rewind to simply be a part of the exploration process.  But then something even more peculiar happened.  Fin lowered herself to the ground just in front of her god daughter, watching as she wiped her face with her paws and began to whine.  Finley bit her lip as she watched, totally lost as to what it was that was happening.  Well, that was until...

The sudden image of her sister's swollen eyes and face entered her mind.  She'd nearly killed Tiger that day..  They'd been kids and hadn't known any better, so the sight of Tiger's face swelling up had made Fin laugh instead of worry.  She'd made her eat more blueberries to see if her head would grow.. Instead her throat began to close and the pack medic had had to rush to intervene before her littermate suffocated...

"Ohhh god... oh god oh god oh god..." Fin whispered as panic began to take her, "Shit shit shit, nooooo don't don't don't, it's okay midget, it's okay..."  Fin had no idea whatsoever what it was the medic had given her sister to make the swelling go down, but she wracked her brain wildly as she swept over the pup and began to lick her face and eyes to try and wash away the evil pinecone poison.