Redhawk Caldera All that wasted time

Fin shook her head in response to his whining. She might've felt guilty to have blatantly refused his plea for her help in breaking the news to Eljay that his dick was there for more than show, but she was Finley, and so she didn't. A smile slipped across her muzzle when Elwood caved after receiving no further convincing from her. He was such a good boy. She leaned forward to kiss his cheek gratefully. "Thank you, Twig," she said, adding playfully but sincerely, "You're such a good papa."

The beta turned her head to follow Elwood's gaze as he looked away, a frown lengthening across her muzzle at the sight that greeted them. It had been nice to forget for a moment that they were sitting in an empty boneyard, but the present came rushing quickly back now that the distraction had ended. "I would love to be eating things," Fin replied wistfully. She hadn't seen anything in days except for a bird or two, which had done nothing but piss her off because of how easily they could just fly on away from all of this crap. She sighed.

"You found any leads?" she asked curiously. She suspected if he had, then he'd been tracking instead of discussing their son's sexual awakening with her. But, one never knew.