Redhawk Caldera Thanks for all those wide-eyed nights

For a moment, Finley was a little too carried away by the idea she had proposed. She even went as far as to consider requiring one of her daughters (if she had any at all) to couple with one of the Firebird boys. Had roles been reversed, there would have been hell to pay for the notion that her own parents could dictate who or what she did for the rest of her life. But her parents would never have picked a partner for her like the prospective mates for her own little girl. After all, her imaginary daughter would be growing up side-by-side with all four of the Redhawks pups. It was simply logical that she would end up with one. So what was the harm of implanting in her head early on that one of the four was her only option?

Peregrine seemed intrigued by the surname she proposed, but he was also far too quick to dismiss it for a new conversation topic. Finley was not so dumb as to notice what he was trying to do here. She pursed her lips thoughtfully at him before giving a slight shrug. "I'd take care of Fox if you snuffed it," she replied nonchalantly, "And it's just plain stupid to think that my son would ever let anything happen to your kids, whether you're around or not." Which was a fact. Eljay was more devoted to those little cretins than anything else in his life. Except her of course, but she was special.