Redhawk Caldera My social-meter is low.

For a blissful moment, she was flying, spinning around Sebastian like a graceful ballerina, fueled by a burst of frenetic energy. But then her target began to move and Wildfire suddenly became paranoid that she would trip, so she began to slow. In doing so, she broke the spell of elegance. She was so busy suddenly trying not to tangle her legs that she bowled right into Sebastian. Since he was so much larger and heavier, he barely moved, though Wildfire went down like a sack of potatoes.

Dizzy and winded, she blinked her amber eyes up at him in bewilderment for a moment, then recovered and cracked a smile. Panting now, she propped herself up on and elbow and said, "That was fun! I dunno what got into me. I felt like I could fly." She chuckled, then rolled upright onto her haunches. "You're the best, Seb, do you know that?" She was still a little high from all the endorphins. "You're like the best uncle... brother... thing." Wildfire chuckled again.

Once she caught her breath a bit better, she said slightly more soberly, "But seriously, can I call you my big brother?" He might have been better suited as an uncle figure. Her relationship with him was quite similar to her relationship with Elwood. But she had never had a bigger brother (that she'd met) and never really would, so she saw this as her chance to get that experience. "Like, can I adopt you?"