Redhawk Caldera This summer's gonna hurt like a motherf***er

Fin smirked at Peregrine's response.  Redefining domesticity was a pretty fair way of putting it, even if it didn't fully allude to the depth of just how badly they'd trashed the traditional concept.  She would have happily pointed out that Peregrine and Fox took bigger dumps on it than she and Elwood - at least they were truly monogamous and her mate wasn't running around trying to find butts to poke at with his wiener.


"I can only hope we're setting a good example for the future leaders of the Caldera," Fin said sagely, "If we don't get a bisexual polygamist out of at least one of these kids, I'll be highly disappointed in them."  She giggled at the thought, momentarily thinking of how nice it would be to have herself a little lesbian in the family again.  For all she knew, homosexuality was an inherited trait and if that was the case, there was every chance her own children might inherit it from her Blackthorn genes.  Turq would be so proud.  And Carp, for that matter.

Fin snapped out of her inner monologue quickly when Peregrine offered to go fetch more num nums for her.  She wagged her tail and gave him an eager nod.  "Oh yes please!" she replied, watching him stand, "I'll take two mustangs and an ox, if you please kay thanks, and make it snappy - I'm growin' a baby here!"