Redhawk Caldera my boot-scootin' baby.

last post for meee <3

Finley tensed her muscles, ready to spring for the cougar right as her friend whispered an urgent command and then shot off in the opposite direction.  The beta froze momentarily, not even certain what had just happened since it appeared that Fox was gone, but Mister Cougar remained without a fiery red wolf at its neck.  Fortunately, the Blackthorn did manage to spin and tear off after her alpha a few moments before the cat had grown sick of the stare down and attacked.


Fin caught up to her friend about a minute or so after she heard Fox's voice calling frantically to her.  She slowed to a leisurely trot just before coming into view and kept right on going past her friend at the same pace, casting her a smirk as she went.  "We so could've taken it, y'know," she informed Fox with a tone full of mirth.  Finley was fully confident that her words were true, though she also would've happily admitted that they likely wouldn't have gotten away without a few injuries themselves.  But ah well.  The beta was just happy to have gotten some excitement in for the day, and she now was content to do whatever Fox wanted for the rest of the day, even if that meant being boring and heading back home to poke at babies.