Redhawk Caldera no rest for the wicked

Of course she did -_- lol

Finley hadn't been too far when the call came.  She'd been debated sneaking out and doing some hunting, knowing that there would be soon be some additional firebirds in their midst and also knowing that she really liked to make things dead.  It didn't occur to worry her at the tone and of what impending doom her alpha might be bringing them news of.  She was mostly just wondering where her mate was and how quickly he'd get there.  That thought quickly turned it into a race that Elwood would have no idea he was part of, unless he too overlooked the potential reason for their spontaneous meeting and realized his mate would probably make it into a competition exactly as she had.  In either scenario, Finley had no intention of losing, and so she dashed towards Fox's call as quickly as she could.

She crested a hillock eventually and spotted the bright red blob standing out against the wintery white backdrop.  Knowing Elwood could be anywhere, Fin darted down the slope and sprinted right at the alpha without a moment of hesitation.  She slid to a stop as she neared, barking triumphantly and laughing as she spun around, searching the landscape for her mate.  "HA!  I win!" she crooned victoriously, "Take that you piece of crap!"  She puffed out her chest and wagged her tail as she looked around for him, completely forgetting Fox was even there and that Elwood's timely arrival was not in any way guaranteed.