Redhawk Caldera mommy's boy

Were she not a wolf and it wasn't totally unrealistic for her to cry, Finley would then have felt tears brimming her eyes as her eldest son whispered for her. There was disbelief in his tone, but she knew he was coming around. He would be alright. They both would.

"I'm sorry I wasn't here," she said quietly after a few seconds of silence had passed. Once the shock had passed from being told of Peregrine's death, it had been Eljay she'd thought of first. She knew how much his Uncle P had meant to him. She knew how much more deeply her son felt things than anyone else. And she knew how terrible it was of her that she hadn't been there for him.