Nocturne Summit should they catch us and dispatch us.

Fin rolled her eyes as Wildfire corrected her. "Technicality," she insisted matter-of-factly. A six-month-old she may be, but every day she was seeming more and more like an adult. In three months time, she would enter their ranks. Probably she would rise to gamma within the week. Maybe when she was a little older, she could take Finley's place as beta. Fin could see that being what Peregrine and Fox would want, and Wildfire would probably do a far better job that Fin ever did. Not that she'd ever done anything terrible... Not yet, anyway.

"Wanna keep climbing?" Fin asked, "We can go slower. Be a little more careful, maybe." She gave a shrug, clearly unenthused about the idea. Though it did have its merits - one of which being her goddaughter would be less likely to fall down anymore holes. And she'd be safer... Finley did like her Wiffle being safe.