Redhawk Caldera your own story is the safest place you'll ever be.

Fin huffed and puffed while Jaws commented on her way too personal story.  Fortunately, she didn't completely miss what he said because then she wouldn't have been able to get angry about it.  Her eyes widened and her ears perked at his words.  How many people did that bitch tell about her slutshow?  Was she proud of it or something?  And THIS guy!  What kind of.. Who did he...


"I know, I know," Fin said finally, "There isn't a problem.  That's why I'm trying to find her, though.  To tell her... I dunno, that it's okay, she didn't do anything wrong and it's all fine or whatever and.... she's a slut and I win."  The beta gave a short nod.  She hadn't actually said those words to Grimm, and yet she felt oddly satisfied simply by saying them out loud.  To a near stranger.  A subordinate, actually 'cause BTW, she's RHC's leadership.  This poor pack.