Broken Antler Fen i walked ten thousand miles, ten thousand miles to see you.

Sebastian seemed to detect her sobering mood, and Finley flinched inwardly. The last thing she ever wanted in her life was to bring other people down. She had always been one of those to hide her drama in a corner and hope that no one would notice. It bothered her when people knew she was bothered. She didn't want to bring people down; she wanted to lift them up, most often to ill-advised heights.

So she smiled at her old friend and gave him a nod. "Thank you," she replied, "I'll tell the pack too, but you may need to bring them by as proof once they're old enough. You might want to bring Pearl along to vouch for it too. And maybe a witness, if you're kinky enough to have one." She grinned, remembering the first batch of firebirds and how they very well may have been conceived during Somnia's game where Peregrine and Fox had made a spectacle of their raging hormones.

Fin was quiet for a moment before she stepped suddenly towards Sebastian. Her nose trailed past his shoulder as she pushed herself against him in a wolfish embrace. Though it was a purely friendly gesture, she had hesitated just before for the simple fact that even as packmates, they had never been so close. Perhaps it was the black hole her recent loss had left in her heart, but she felt more compelled than ever to show affection when she was typically rather reserved with it. And Sebastian was certainly one of those she would have reached past her own boundaries for, even when they had been stronger.