Redhawk Caldera I don't like it, I love it

Fin was very lucky to have a mate like Elwood.  Patient, kind, thoughtful.. and very aware that he had promised to spend the rest of his like with ticking time bomb.  Fortunately for him, today was not the day for her to blow up.  In the wake of her sister's death, she actually felt unusually clear about it all.  It was cruel and terrible, but... that was the life they lived as wolves.  At the very least, she could always be thankful that they had been together for a while at the end.


Now, how long this current mood would last, god only knows.  Fingers crossed it hangs on till the end of this thread before she goes insane with rage and/or breaks down in heartbreak.

Finley was napping when she heard Elwood call out to her.  She rose slowly, yawning as she turned to see him peeking in at her.  Instantly, her mouth began to salivate as the stench of dead meat crept into her nostrils.  Eagerly, she stretched out her arms reaching towards him and murmuring "Waaaant..." like a needy zombie.