Redhawk Caldera The faith that sets you free

And then, the floodgates opened.

In a rush of words, Finley vehemently explained herself, unleashing a tidal wave of feelings that Elwood hadn't realized she was holding back. His eyes slowly widened as she spoke and his ears remained pointed directly at her, absorbing everything that she said. It had all started at Fox's activity to promote trust between members of the pack -- apparently, Somnia had said some things that had rubbed Finley the wrong way.

Frankly, Elwood didn't really remember exactly what his friend had said, though he wasn't surprised that Finley could quote her word for word. This was obviously something that she had been stewing on for some time. Luckily, he recognized that her anger was not directed at him (not yet, anyway) and continued to listen with his lips closed. He could understand why she was upset, but in the back of his mind, he couldn't help but think that Somnia more than likely hadn't meant to be offensive.

When Finley paused to take a breath, Elwood took a quick step towards her, reaching out to give her a reassuring nudge on the cheek. "Whoa," he said softly, angling his chin down so he could look into her eyes -- normally fiery in color, they now seemed to be smoldering. "Why didn't you tell me before that you were so bothered by that?" he asked. He strongly felt that trying to convince Finley that she was wrong would backfire, so instead he said, "I'm sorry that she upset you."