Redhawk Caldera I don't want easy, I want crazy

FIN-ALLY. I think it's okay for me to hop in here now. ^__^

She'd been meaning to go talk to them; she really had. But life had been so gorram crazy, that Fox had barely had time to do anything at all besides train the children, patrol the borders, and think about how she might mend things with Peregrine. She knew the latter shouldn't really be her sole responsibility, but she longed for the day when things with Peregrine would go back to some sort of normalcy. Fox knew better than to think that they would go back to the way things were, but she was too stubborn to give up on the two of them. Peregrine had been—would always be—the only wolf she ever loved.

But enough about her own problems.

Elwood's call tore her away from the children immediately. (She loved them, too, but she'd neglected her friends too long.) Fox bounced onto the scene with an alien spring in her step, especially once she saw Finley. "Hey!" she beamed, "What's up, you two? Everything okay? I meant to find you after the whole military demands thing, but," she looked back to where she'd come from, "Y'know, mom stuff!" Fox gave a half-hearted shrug, hoping the both of them would understand.