Redhawk Caldera five, six, seven, eight!

No sooner had she taken off after Nightjar than it seemed she had lost Wildfire.  The boy was young and thus was as stumbly and uncoordinated as they came.  It didn't take too much effort for Fin to catch up to the pup, nor did it for Raven either.  Fin slowed as the children tumbled into each other, smiling in relief that lasted for less than twenty seconds before she realized there was a brilliantly red midget missing from the trio.


Fin spun to stare at the terrain they'd left behind, quickly snapping her eyes onto Wildfire's thin, tiny frame.  She was breathing a sigh of relief just as the little girl's brother dashed off to celebrate their reunion with a colossal tackle.  All she could do was just pray that Raven decided to join them even though it was clearly her turn to tear off on her own and set the godmother to panicking.  She'd never before realized how much a handful the three of them were together.  They were so tiny!  How were they such a hot mess together when they were each so tiny?