Redhawk Caldera Woes vs. whoas

Wildfire attempted to turn her face away from the wall of water, so most of it splattered her left shoulder. She cringed but laughed, peeking back over at a pleased-looking Ferret, whose expression quickly shifted when Peregrine veritably roared and sprang to tackle the little brute. The yearling watched with merry eyes, until her halfway turned position afforded her a view of a newcomer to the scene: a youngster with brown fur darkened by mud and damp. Clearly he had been puddle-jumping as well.

"I'm Wildfire, although you can call me Wifi," she replied, flinching and laughing as more water splashed against her. She sprang to her feet and moved away from where Peregrine, Ferret and even Gannet were now having a mud wrestling match. "Are you Whip or Jack?" she wondered. "Either way, I'm your older sister," she added, having taken note of the way Peregrine spoke of his recent foster pickup. Wildfire could tell that, despite his newness, he was already considered part of their family.