Redhawk Caldera so let's piss off the neighbors.

Almost meek.

Finley felt as though she could curl up right then and there and drift off to sleepy land. Her preening seemed to be just as soothing for her as it was for her mate who rumbled happily at her touch. Her blinks grew heavy, and she slid down nearer to the ground, nearly ready to flip entirely and give up this silly notion of consciousness for a few hours.

But then he touched her.

It was an innocent thing. A gentle touch and some playful, hopeful words. And yet Fin felt suddenly wide awake and the fire began to grow within her again. She gave her mate a sly look before glancing back at her stomach as though inspecting it for herself. "I don't know..." Finley replied slowly with a thoughtful lilt to her tone, "I don't see any yet." She slid towards him then and leaned her lips to his ear where she whispered, "You should probably keep trying..." The beta grinned through her words. It seemed her body was perfectly willing to keep going at it until she dropped dead from exhaustion. This was going to be an interesting couple of weeks in the Blackthorn household.