Redhawk Caldera burn it to the ground.

Liffey carried on, heedless of the somber conversation happening over her head. She growled louder as he shook his paw, biting down harder in order to prevent his escape. She did note that he became distracted, for his attempts at escape seemed to lessen.

Unlatching her jaws, she twisted her head up to peer at him. She might not have noticed tone, but there was an expression upon his face that stroked her empathy. With soft growl, Liffey smashed herself against his foreleg in a comforting snuggle. She rolled against him until she was on her back with her belly exposed, reaching up towards his face with her forepaws bent over her chest. She crooned a low note at him, her eyes growing big and sad.