Redhawk Caldera one maniac at a time.

Fin had a lot of hopes for what her son would turn out to be.  Oddly enough, she didn't particularly want for him to be a warrior.  At least, not the way that she was.  Warriors had to put themselves in danger too much, and she simply couldn't bear the thought of him being hurt.  Being a Redhawk though, she knew that either warrior or warden would be expected of him.  She much preferred he become a warden.  Somehow, that seemed to be the more sheltered trade in her mind.  "Maybe... I dunno, I kind of think he'll be more of a homebody like his dad," she commented.  

Fins ears perked at Wildfire's request, and though it surprised her for a moment, a smile quickly broke across her muzzle.  Now that she was more comfortable with others watching her son allowing her to be away from him, "Yeah, we can do that," Finley agreed with a smile, "We're working on weaning Eljay right now.  Maybe in a couple weeks once that's done and I can be away from him longer, we can take a little trip?"