Redhawk Caldera For... laughs?

Wrapping up! :D

Finley knew trouble when she saw it. She probably should have intervened earlier when their soft noises had been tugging at her, trying to pull her out of her sleep. She'd been reluctant to let the dream she was having go - it had been a nice one, a warm one. But when finally she awoke, it was lost to her completely. Instead, she was presented with reality - one in which it looked like her daughter was about to commit murder.

The alpha stood when she saw Liffey lunge over the pup, alarmed but not completely so. There was nothing outwardly violent in her daughter's actions - merely dominant. In a way she was proud. Liffey was always such a passive creature and she wanted to see her grow more confident. But then Titmouse mocked her playfully and lunged for another bite, and Finley saw murder in Liffey's eyes.

In four quick steps, Finley was upon them both, snapping her jaws centimeters before the pup's eyes to make him back off, then cuffing him lightly on the muzzle with her teeth. Liffey already was shrinking away, the threat dissipating on that end. She pushed Screech back away from Liffey and moved between the two of them, raising her head above Titmouse with a frown. "You need to go back to sleep," she said, glancing back at Liffey "And maybe on opposite sides of the cave."

Without further ado, Finley scooped Titmouse up by the nape of his neck and brought him back to his siblings. She dropped him into the puppy pile, then shifted Towhee half on top of him just for good measure. With that, she curled up beside them all to make sure she would feel any movement, in case Titmouse had now developed a taste for her daughter's nose and meant to creep out to have another bite at some point that night. Liffey it seemed had the same idea, for she slunk off away from the rest of the pack to settle down for the night, her eyes facing the end of the tunnel where she could see snow falling softly.