Redhawk Caldera deer might fly, why not? i met you.

She approached him with a spring in her step and a playful lilt to her voice. He could even see that there was a familiar sparkle in her eye -- something that hadn't been apparent for far too long. Elwood smiled as Finley touched her nose to his, then raised his brows and looked down at her with curiosity. Most of her ideas were terrible, to an extent, but he was particularly interested to hear what she had up her sleeve this time.

"Okay, tell me," he said, simultaneously rocking back onto his haunches as he spoke.