Redhawk Caldera it's over.

Finley snapped a leg bone between her teeth as Elwood spoke of Raven's terrible sense of direction. She thought of Wildfire and how her fiery goddaughter had become an outrider like her. Perhaps Wiffle had stolen all of the navigational skills of the trio. Maybe that was why Nightjar was gone now.

Actually... Peregrine passed away.

The bone dropped from her mouth as she heard the words. Fin glanced up towards her mate, her expression blank as she studied him. Peregrine passed away? For a moment she didn't understand, as though passing away could mean any number of things. Maybe he'd passed away his lunch to Fox because she'd been hungry. Or he'd passed away his dingaling into her no no spot.

But even as she considered, she knew. Peregrine was dead. Her best friend was dead.

"Oh," Fin replied, her expression empty, blank. Lost.