Redhawk Caldera it takes two baby.

Nightjar.

Her godson hadn't exactly been the last wolf she'd expected to be the culprit, but he definitely hadn't been anywhere near the top of the list.  Fin had assumed it was some newbie that had flown under the radar thus far - Someone she didn't really know well yet that she could easily hate/run out of the pack.  Not her nephew.  Not someone she had watched grow up.  Not someone she loved like her own family.

Fuck.

Fin was at a loss.  The information had blind-sided her and she wasn't at all sure what to think.  The anger she'd felt moments ago was a wave of confusion, hurt and uncertainty.  Maybe this was all just a misunderstanding.  Maybe Nightjar had been playfully teasing Eljay and her son, being the sensitive boy he was, had taken it too seriously.  Maybe there wasn't anything malicious about it at all, just...  She didn't know.  Turning, Fin looked at her mate with an expression that clearly told him that he would need to take the reigns for the moment as the idea of her little Ninja being intentionally cruel to her little Jay had run her over like a train.