Redhawk Caldera winter's first flame

The girl said the magic words. The sight of her wounds did little to dissuade Finley from the decision she'd made already. Wounds could heal, particularly when there was a capable healer to help them along. The alpha had faith in her goddaughter's abilities. She'd heard the girl talk about medicines before in the time they'd spent together raising the Firebirds. She sounded smart, so Fin was certain that she was.

"You're in," said the Blackthorn without hesitation, "I'm Finley Blackthorn. I'm alpha of this pack alongside my mate, Elwood. We have a healer. Can you walk or do I need to fetch her?" Bringing Raven here would be a bit problematic considering either her or Fin herself needed to be with the newborns at all times. But then again, Eljay could probably handle them for a bit if the need arose. Elwood too, though she anticipated her mate might be a little gun shy considering what had happened the last time he'd been left alone with them.