Redhawk Caldera then you'd love me, love me.

"I'm a terrible mother."

The words had come out of the blue - Fin herself had too, actually.  Eljay was spending time with his cousin and the Blackthorn had intended to take that time to do some casual hunting to try and take her mind off of things.  Her leg and body had healed enough to allow it, which was something she'd been waiting for with almost unbearable longing.  And yet, when the moment had finally arrived, it was not off on her own that Finley had chosen to go - it was to track down the one wolf she'd been wanting to avoid since she had returned home.  Her mate.

Finley said nothing else as she stood a few yards from @Elwood, her gaze trained upon her paws.  She stood like one broken and defeated, her ears slung back and face turned slightly as she always did now.  Her voice had shaken with emotion when she spoke, and now it was the rest of her lithe frame that trembled showing her heartache and fear for whatever was to come of this conversation, for whatever misery that had gone through already, and for the guilt and sadness that still weighed heavily down upon her every second of her life since the moment she'd decided not to come home when she had promised that she would.