Redhawk Caldera pupsicles

It seemed that they had come to a decision, though Finley's nerves still burned in the pit of her stomach. She didn't fear much for having the pack interact with the pups since she'd already decided who would help to do the actual carrying and it wasn't anyone that hadn't been born there (well, except for Elwood and Fin themselves, technically). She was more worried about how the newborns would survive the elements, but she supposed that was a worry staying here just as much as it was moving.

With a sigh, Finley reached down to nuzzle the little pup that was snuggling against her at the moment - a fat little thing she had taken to calling "Mumble" for the fact that he really didn't make a lot of sound. Or do anything, for that matter, except for eat and sleep and mess all over himself. She laid her head down to cuddle him tight as Elwood took charge and Raven followed suit. With a sigh, she determined that she ought to step up as well being alpha and all nowadays, though truth be told, she was just so damn tired that all she wanted to do right then was snuggle with her pudgy pal.

"Okay, so the three of us will need to take one each," Fin said, feeling uncertain even as she said it, "Then Eljay will carry one for sure. What about the last? Could Gannet? Or one of the twins? I don't know that any of the younger ones have spent enough time to know how to carry a newborn safely..." The alpha considered Charlotte then. The girl seemed like a sensitive enough wolf that she might be a safe choice. But then again, they barely knew her.