Redhawk Caldera so please don't get me rescued.

If she had been expecting some great words of wisdom from her lover, Fin was quickly disappointed as he asked her to relax and then suggested they call someone.  "Call who?" she replied shrilly.  Who were they going to call?  Ashton was long gone and the only other wolf that showed any interest in healing was Tiger.  And while any other wolf might have seen some promise in her, Fin still saw the little girl that used to wet herself and cry about it on a nightly basis.


Finley moaned as another throb of pain glanced through her abdomen.  She gave an exasperated breath as she leaned back down to continue cleaning herself, frantically trying to gain her composure but most of all to think.  "I don't understand.. did you kick me while you were sleeping or something?" she asked, definitely reaching but unable to come up with an explanation that actually made any sense, "God it hurts, why does it have to hurt, what is going on..."