Redhawk Caldera burn it to the ground.

Assumptions have been made! slap me if I'm being dumb

It had taken quite some convincing before Finley had finally given in to allowing Elwood to leave in search of Lucy while she stayed behind. Even now when her mate had been gone for days, the former beta still seethed with frustration and irritation at being left behind. She was not accustomed to sitting on the sidelines while others did the dirty work, and it riled her immensely to be in this position when it was her own daughter at stake. Worry, despair and fear were some of Fin's greatest enemies, and she did her usual when faced with such emotions; she turned them to rage. Rage at whomever had abducted her little Spot, rage at Elwood for making her stay behind, rage at the entire world for being such a complete piece of shit.

Needless to say, it did not make for a very pleasant mama Blackthorn.

Fin had been constantly on edge since Lucy's abduction, and so she noticed immediately when Lagan picked himself up and left her side. She plucked Liffey up off the ground and shifted the both of them so as to keep her gaze tightly upon her son, which didn't bother the little girl in the least. The boy didn't go far, and so the mother settled to a comfortable position to watch him.

Even in the heart of the Caldera, Fin felt her nerves tingling anxiously. There were new wolves amongst their little family now and it did not sit very well with her. She felt quite ready to shove the lot of them out the door until only Redhawks and Blackthorns remained, and not the bullshit ones that Peregrine's bleeding heart kept adopting. Her and Elwood and their kids, and Peregrine and Fox and theirs. The rest of the world was a bunch of fucking assholes.

Fin dropped her head to her paws and sighed as angry tears pricked at the corners of her eyes.