Redhawk Caldera comeback story of a lifetime.

Fox was a crafty one. She dodged back from Finley's reach, effectively avoiding the face smashing (why you gotta judge, woman!). She stumbled slightly as she crashed into the ground instead of her prey friend. She growled as she felt jaws close around her ear, though it was just as playful a sound as any she'd made since realizing who her stalker was. She couldn't imagine actually snarling at her friend, which was rather a miracle considering how hard-headed and unrestrained both women tended to be.

Fin allowed herself to be overpowered and gnawed on for the moment. Knowing it wasn't a real fight allowed her the time to plot her next move, which was likely going to involve an upthrust with her shoulder as the weapon of choice, but she was happy to bide her time and allow her friend a moment to chat. She couldn't help but snicker at Fox's comment about being the HBIC. She knew very well that she and Peregrine were her alphas and she owed them her respect, and yet she'd never managed to figure out how to completely treat them like alphas. As evidence by what happened next.

"More like head suck ass in charge!" Fin crowed, overwhelming the world with her with (kind of not).  She chose that moment to push herself upwards, aiming to thrust her shoulder into Fox's chest in an effort to knock her down.  HBIC she may be, but that didn't mean her best friend wasn't going to pummel her into the ground. Lovingly, of course.